Friday, May 20, 2016

How the Walters family ruined a good thing

This is the story of how Kid 3 was denied admission to an expensive private school that would've met his unique educational needs.  Or in other words... how the Walters family ruined a good thing.  There's also a couple of news bulletins about my hair in here because I know you live for that. 

1.  This part is self explanatory.  I may or may not have been mean not very nice to the school secretary.  But she started it and I'm not one to back down from a verbal challenge.  

2.  Kid 3 visited the school last week and got in trouble for touching someone's Smart Board.  And he knows that's rule #1 around here... Keep your hands off other people's Smart Boards.  Seriously, I'm just kidding.  I have no idea what a smart board is.  But obviously he shouldn't have touched it.  That and he may or may not have had an attitude similar to mine the day of his visit.  It's a curse.  

3.  AND... 

Fireman Dave went into the school looking like this.  Here's that story. 

Almost three weeks ago we went to the zoo for some together time and to watch Kid 3's eye swell to epic proportions.  I sent him to school the next day, hoping it might be allergies but then ended up picking him up after he scared other children.  Enter doctor visit #1.  There were several more to come.

The doctor gave him the standard medication for pink eye that didn't do a darn thing.  So two days later I took him to his pediatrician who prescribed a different ineffectively expensive medication.  However, this doctor showed lots of personal concern for his scary eye and I applaud her for that. 

Then 5 days into the infection we ended up taking him to the ophthalmologist who made oooh and aaahhh sounds and pronounced it a rare form of viral pink eye -  because my kids can't get just the regular pink eye kind of pink eye.  So we tried a third medication that cost $200 for about 5 drops in a bottle.  

Kid 3 ended up missing 6 days of school plus his major end of course exams which did him no favors since we're still threatened with the idea of summer school in place of a summer vacation.

And in the task of taking care of Kid 3, Fireman Dave got the eye plague as well and missed 4 shifts at work.  I take that back, he tried to go to work last week but the guys sent him home after making the sign of the cross and wrapping his car in red caution tape.  (For all y'all non firemen, that's 12 days at home with him complaining and looking awful. I actually haven't even made eye contact with him in about 2 weeks - afraid that if I look at him, it might jump into my own eyes.)

Kid 1 also caught it and I had to go out and buy him some new glasses since his contacts are off limits for a while and since he and honorary Kid 4 broke his other pair wrestling.

So far this case of pink eye has cost the Walters family well over $1000 which would've been much better spent on a trip to Disney World.  Kid 2 and I are holding out all hope that we might avoid this one and I sent a direct message to God to please give me a tummy virus in it's place if he has any mercy.

Y'all, it's bad.  I never even heard of anything like this before.  But apparently Southwestern Medical School has and has dedicated an entire article about how it could last the rest of your life and/or cause you to be socially scorned for years to come.  (And cause you to be denied admission to a primo school that could've worked wonders for your learning different child. )

The Walters family isn't pretty right now.  End of story on that one.

Earlier in the week I got the privilege of taking over the Dallas Moms Blog Instagram account and spreading a little Kristi love throughout Dallas.

Here was my fancy introduction and I love it simply because my hair is fixed in this picture and I'm not sweaty.

What else? 

Kid 2 is attending his 8th grade Ball tonight to celebrate the end of middle school.  Hello young James Bond.  You are 100% adorable.  

And you know I made him take a picture with his mama... and I wish I could tell you I had at least showered after work for this one. 

And Kid 1 played in his jazz band last night for their spring concert.  Have I ever told you how simply amazing this group of kids is?  Well they are... and I'm not just saying that because I love the guitar player.  This is such a dedicated group of young people and their teacher is a super star.  A super star in the public school system that deserves recognition for all she does. Here's a clip from the show....

And did I mention that I think they're all cutie pies in their suspenders?  

And the last bit of news?  I really really really need a good self tanner.

That is all.  Love to you and you and you this week. 

post script... the REAL last bit of news is more of a request please.  Please pray for my dearest, sweetest friend in the world as she has been transitioned into end stage care.  And for me, that I figure out how to let go of someone that I love.  

Now, how can I pray for you this week?  You can tell me in the comments or click my little email button over on the side to send it to me privately.  

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  1. Your side of the Walters clan always got some real bad trouble going on. I think I will remain in my corner.


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