My Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day!

So last night I got an email from on of my eldest's teachers that says he is seriously failing one of his classes...37 for the first half of this 6 weeks. So I was blind sided by this. No one from his school has contacted me to say that he was not doing his classwork, homework, projects, tests or anything. So of course I ask him and his answer, "I don't know"...really? I go thru his binder every night and there are never any loose papers there. He also has a daily planner but nothing is filled out in it. I know he knows what it is for cause the teachers last year required them to write in it daily. So no excuse there! So I go thru his binder and find this huge wad of paperwork...I guess he cleaned out his locker? Some of it is completely blank and some is half done. He says that it is all work he has turned in...really, then why is it blank? And if he turned it in, then why is it still in his binder??? Hello, I may be blonde but I am not an idiot!

So I sent out a mass email to all 7 of his teachers that I need to be updated daily to what is going on. This not letting parents know until it is too late to do anything about it is totally unacceptable! Well, here it is, a full 24 hrs later, and not ONE single email from any of these teachers. So needless to say, this makes me even more mad!

So back to this morning. He decided he was not going to school and I couldn't make him. Way wrong answer!! So he proceeds to argue then finally decides to get up. I am thinking 'oh good, now I can finish getting ready.' NOPE. I hear the back door opening and he is bounding over the back fence. I have no idea which direction he has gone, he has no coat or umbrella (it was cold and rainy), no glasses (so he can't see anything), no house keys and no tennis shoes. I freaked out. So I called Kevin to see what he thought and he said call 911. So I did. So the police man shows up, takes his description and off he goes to find Chase. All in the mean time, I have had to let Bradley walk to school alone. It is only a block, but still. However, he was thrilled to be able to use his new umbrella. This is at 7:45.

So the cop has gone off thru the neighborhood and I was instructed to not leave the house. Do you know how hard it is to just SIT and do nothing while your child is "missing"? It was the WORST hour of my life. Of course I have called in to work and my boss says "well, your morning can't get much worse, well, yea I guess it can!" SERIOUSLY. Like I didn't already have that thought in my head!!! I certainly didn't need anyone to voice it. I know he didn't mean it, but still.

So after an hour, I hear car doors shutting out front, so I open the door to see Chase (totally drenched and cold) being escorted to the front door with the cop. So many emotions...so happy to see him, so mad at him for pulling this stunt... So he goes in to change and get ready for school and the cop takes him. All the while refusing to look at me or talk.

So after the cop takes him to school (about 9:20) the principal calls and I explain to him the lack of communication from his teachers. He said he would certainly address it...again, I still have no emails from these teachers. So when Chase gets to school, he is sent in to talk with the counselor. I am still at home, now getting ready for work and decided I would run up to go see what their conversation detailed. She had someone else in her office and I guess waiting was not an option...cause I was told to leave a message and she would call back. This is just adding to my frustrations. So about 12ish she finally calls me. I asked what they discussed...and are you ready for this? She said that was between her and Chase!!! NO WAY! I said, he is 11, I am his mother, and he pulled the stunt of all stunts this morning. You need to tell me what was said and right now. So finally she tells me. Some story about not sleeping well and being tired and I made him go to school....so that lead him to run away? And she fell for that? HELLO!

So I called his 5th grade teacher that he loved, and so did I. I told her what happened and she said she would certainly call and discuss with him tonight. So they have talked for a while, not sure how far she got with him, but he has agreed to stop by her classroom on his way home tomorrow to talk more. Maybe he can talk to her. I don't know. He won't talk to me at all.

So, hopefully tomorrow will be a MUCH better day and this is all behind us. But I guess it isn't until I get into his head and find out what the heck is going on.