January 12-18 because I know you care. 🥰


It’s been a tough week. It’s only Friday. So I’ll be uploading this on Sunday. Giving nothing else exciting happens before Sunday. This will be all I have.

This week was chaotic. Giving the Political nature of everything going on. It’s a lot. I actually have a trip planned next month to go to DC for a get together. I am strongly considering not going because of all of the threats and so many moving pieces going on with DC. I’d rather not be anywhere near any part of that, so I probably won’t go.

As for for those who don’t know, I have recently put my homeschooled children in school this year because they really wanted to experience it. And so I have a 12th grader, a 10th grader. A seventh grader, a sixth grader, a fourth grader, a second grader, a first grader, a K4, and a K3 in school right now.

None of this is sitting right with me. It’s just there’s too much going on and then it’s little things in addition to the whole world chaos of things going on.

My 12th grader is graduating obviously, in a few months and that was her main reason for wanting to go to school. She wants to walk the stage with her peers. And so, I fully understand that and since she wants to go, of course, everybody else wants to go. So that’s how this wound up happening. She found out today that the school has bed bugs and a section of the school had a bed bug outbreak. And so now she has to come home and wash all her stuff. Which of course means we have to wash everything in the house. So this weekend will be all about cleaning everything. Linen, laundry, rooms, walls, carpet, just everything. So I think that stressed me out a little bit.

And then my 10th grader. For whatever reason, he’s a little Advanced, he is 13 in the 10th grade.

And so, he’s like the “kid”, you know, everybody’s taking him in and taking him under their wing, which is cool. The teachers think it’s, you know, phenomenal, obviously But somehow there’s a rumor going around that my son sells drugs in school. I can guarantee you that my son has never even seen drugs.

So I know every parent is like, oh my child would never. And while I am not quite a helicopter parent, but I know everything to my children are doing at all times and this particular child doesn’t even leave the house. So, Yeah, there’s that. So I don’t feel comfortable about that with him being a black child in a public school and a rumor swirling around that he’s a drug dealer.

Then we go on to my seventh grader, girl, who had a hard time fitting in initially, she’s very much a tomboy and I mean, Tomboy, from my era, you know, dress baggy. Hang out with boys, play basketball. Love football. Um, she’s not really into the girly stuff. Although she wears eyeliner and mascara, she wears her bracelets and her earrings. But she’s constantly being called a stud which makes her very uncomfortable. So that’s her experience.

Then we have my sixth grader,  he’s Heavy, you know, my mom calls him tank and he is being bullied for being overweight in school. And it is affecting his social interactions as well as his grades. He’s becoming reclusive. So that’s the Middle School experience.

And then, we have the elementary school experience. My fourth grader was just told that if he said the word “Bumbaclot” 1 more time in school that he was going to be suspended. Because, Apparently it is some kind of cuss word in today’s culture and I don’t know about anybody else but has always been this, you know, fun word to say, As a child, you know, it sounds funny. You can’t say it without an accent, which is cool. It could mean a plethora of things because it’s interchangeable. I don’t know the exact history of Bumbaclot, but I do know that we said it a lot in different situations in schools, so it’s not a new word but apparently, the teacher thinks that it’s some new word that’s circulating on social media that basically means, You’re going to kick somebody’s ass.

Now, I may not know what Bumbaclot means indefinitely, but I know that it doesn’t mean that. So that’s my fourth graders experience. Then we travel down to my second graders experience and he didn’t want to go to school in the first place because he’s just recently been diagnosed with seizures. And so, you know, we have to keep a close eye on that. And, by the grace of God, we have been assigned a teacher whose daughter  suffered  from seizures so she knows how to keep an eye out.

We had a conversation and so she knows what to look out for. So I find that very helpful, indeed.

But, because of this, he’s been very hesitant to go to school and it’s also made him kind of retract on the things that he does, because he’s always scared that he’s going to have a seizure. So playing football and basketball, you know, even outside on his bike. He’s very apprehensive in doing, you know because he just doesn’t know when it’s going to hit which none of us do. But he’s been put on some medication. It’s a little bit under control, so there’s that. Then we have my first grader, who loves all things school, but she is becoming such a bully, and she’s picking up things at school that are just not sitting well with me or the rest of the family at all. And then we have the K4 who’s also picking up a few bad habits, but nothing too bad. Then we have our K3, the baby girl. She, for the past week and a half, has been crying every day being dropped off at school. Normally she is bubbly. Happy & excited to see her teachers. But you know, I can’t pinpoint anything that has happened. Maybe she’s just overall tired of getting up going to school being away from home because she’s 3 and its a new experience for her. So I don’t know but given all of their individual circumstances and issues and their collective issues as well as the political issues. I’m really trying hard to keep them in school even if just For the social experiment of it all and the learning experiment of it all. Honestly just the peace and quiet that I have in the house when they’re not here from 7 a.m. to 1:30 p.m.

And then to top it off, I have an excruciating migraine. I don’t know if its the stress of what’s going on in the world or just being in limbo about my babies being in the school system.

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I do want yo let you know that up until this point, I did speak to text so if there are any typos, please charge it to my laziness. 🥴 I’ll read it over but I make no promises.

Are you a homeschooling parent or a public/private school parent? Whats the best part, of either, for you?

McRush Makes my feet look small.

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