It's been a month since we met M&S. A month of transition, change, learning, and a move over 700 miles away. The past few weeks have been absolutely crazy. We packed up, and unpacked into our new house. We are now living in California.
Living, unpacking, and pulling my hair out! Trying to do as much as I can without going mentally insane. If you know me, you know that having our lives in boxes and living out of boxes drives me crazy. I am learning that it will take time, just like everything else. Our lives of being so simple are totally opposite and I am learning how to handle it.
M&S are doing pretty well. They started school on Wednesday of this week, after a run around with the schools psych for almost a week. He needed to review all of their educational plans and decide if the school in our district was the correct school. The first couple of school days went well. One of the girls has a good teacher that told me that she was behind the class (which I knew.) And now we are looking into a tutor for her to help her get more on track. I have not heard anything yet from the other's teacher, but I know soon that I will. I still have to get with the school psych to find out what services the school provides for the girls.
But today is another day. I got a call from school that M needed a different pair of shoes because she was getting blisters. When I arrived, M informed me that she had hit a girl in the stomach. She said that they were playing, but did it on purpose. She also said that she just wanted to go home. We had a talk about how that is not appropriate and how we would not like to be hit, and to think about your actions. And then she finished her day at school. I told her that she could not go home when things go wrong and to be more careful. I picked up the girls from school at the end of their school day and S informed me that she hit someone as well. She said they were playing that the other girl was playing dead and she hit her in the mouth. The teacher gave her a hot slip about not keeping her hands to herself. The consequece for their actions today is no TV tonight (Friday Night), and the whole weekend to work on keeping their hands and feet to themselves. They are not allowed to touch/play with each other, us, or the dogs. Sean has been on a business trip this week and comes home tonight. They also have to sit down with their dad and tell him what happened. I just hope I am handling this the right way.
We have learned to keep the consequences simple. Where I wanted to ground them from TV the whole weekend, I know to limit to just a night. We are trying not to pile up the consequences so that they explode.
The girls are spending the evening at the kitchen table coloring or working on school type work. Later they may be able to play in their separate rooms, but not with each other.
I know that these issues will come up in school. There are so many things that I want to do with the girls, fun things like gymnastics, playing at different parks, going to the beach, and spending time in LA with family and friends. I feel that these are special outings reserved for the girls being well behaved. If we do these when they are not behaved it makes it seem like its ok to not behave. It may be awhile until we are able to go out and do fun stuff. But on the flip side, I want them able to behave when we do go out as well. Catch 22!
And yes, it's been awhile since I blogged last. I hope to be able to blog more as the brown boxes disappear!