Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #7.

By popular demand (mine), another installment of Things I Never Thought I’d Say As A Parent:

No, I really don’t want to see how slowly you can climb up the stairs.

In Which We Finally Go Back To School.

The strike has ended here in Kent and tomorrow my boys both start at new schools. Chester moved into the “highly capable” program last year, which meant he was moved to a different school along with a few kids from several other schools. However, due to technical blahbedy-blah the kids from his home school (Park Orchard) will be feeding to a different school this year. So tomorrow he starts at his third school in three years.

If he hadn’t gotten so much out of the program last year, we wouldn’t even bother with it this year — he’s doesn’t do terribly well with change. But the folks I talked to at the district office didn’t really seem to care that we had any concerns about that or have any openness to suggestions. Probably the same folks that were handling the bargaining this year. Ba-dum ting! Thank you, kids, I’ll be here all week.

In Which My Plans Changed.

Today was the “full force” rally by teachers and parents at the district office. I took the boys toward the end of the rally because I didn’t think they’d last the two hours. We apparently missed the Teamsters truck, but there were hundreds and hundreds of people.

It was a good opportunity for the boys to see the scale of this strike. We took Peanut to the parents’ rally after the court hearing on Wednesday, but by that time most folks had gone home. Today they saw the hundreds of teachers lining the streets on both sides and we talked about how this is really affecting a lot of people and not just the teachers at our school. 

After the rally I was walking the boys to the car and my cell phone rang. On the other end was a friend of mine asking if I would be available in about 40 minutes to meet with a group of parents and Superintendent Vargas and the School Board President, Jim Berrios.

Haircuts rescheduled, throw the boys out the car window at grandma & grandpa’s, and I was there. Dressed for a rally on a hot afternoon rather than a meeting, but formality has never been a strong point of mine, anyway.

In Which I Post For CyberSermon 2.

A while back, while I was preparing a message for Crosspointe at Kent Covenant Church, I did an experiment where I asked for your thoughts. It was so much fun, I thought I’d do it again.

In Which I Receive A Response.

Wednesday night I sent a copy of my post below to the school board and Superintendent Vargas. Thursday morning, to my surprise, I received a response from Dr. Vargas. In the interest of the same transparency I asked them for, I’m posting his response here.

In Which I’m Dismayed By The Kent School District’s Action.

Yadda yadda disclosure: I am stating these opinions as a parent and not as a PTA member.

Kent School District is committed to maintaining a learning and working environment free from harassment, discrimination, intimidation, and bullying. Employees, volunteers, parents, and students can expect to be treated with dignity, respect, and understanding. [Kent School District Parent Handbook]

As a parent of students at both Park Orchard and Meridian Elementaries, I’ve been concerned about the bargaining process since I first began hearing rumblings about a strike in May or June.

I sympathize with what the teachers are asking for, but I also understand that the district does not have unlimited resources. Both sides are faced with difficult decisions, and I do not envy those who have participated in the bargaining process.

Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #6.

Hi, internet. It’s been a long time. It’s not you, it’s me. Been a bit distracted, not as motivated to write, and certainly not spending as much time in front of the computer as I did when I was working.

I’m not going to make any promises about whether this is a return to blogging, but we’ll see. This one was just too good to pass up.

So here is another of those things I never thought I’d say as a parent, but it came out of my mouth today anyway:

“Get your frog out of your pants.”

In Which This Is Probably Something I Would Do.

The Wise One and I saw this on the Today Show this morning; it was too good not to share. It’s always good to start your day laughing together, at someone else:

In Which The Boys Play House.

One game the boys play, as do most children, is “house.” I haven’t figured this one out, though, because it usually consists of them playing cars, legos, etc.; they stop in the middle of whatever they are doing, one of them declares, “Let’s play house!”, they pick roles and then they just go right back to whatever they were doing. So I’m not sure what the actual game is, but they seem to enjoy themselves.

The Wise One overheard this exchange a couple of weeks ago:

Peanut: “Chester, let’s play house!”

Chester: “OK. I’ll be the father.”

Peanut: “OK. . . . I’ll be the Holy Spirit!”

Things I Never Thought I’d Say, #5.

“Huh. I didn’t know you had a lizard collection.”