This Week For Jalen = STINKS

Blue tongue yesterday = got Starburst from Jonathan's little friend after school.
Jammed van trunk door = pretended to help me bring my stuff in after work, but really snuck one of my juices from the back of the van and got the hatch stuck on a sports chair when trying to close it.
Major asthma attack = told me he was hungry last night during my lecture about sneaking candy. I send him down to drink Elecare and to write an essay about how he was going to stop sneaking food. He mutes the microwave (I did not even know that was possible), cooks some burritos, eats one. I call him up to check on his progress with the essay. He hacks and coughs all the way up the steps. I demand to look in his mouth while he repeatedly and indignantly insists that he ate nothing. I call his dad at football practice. He says, "Put him on the phone." Jalen immediately 'fesses up that he ate burritos as he descends into a full-scale asthma attack. I give a nebulizer, two Benadryls and another lecture and send him to bed. I go to bed with steam shooting out of my ears for being played by an eleven-year-old.
Family upset and school up in arms = Jonathan's Language Arts teacher, who is also Jalen's most-favorite-teacher in the universe, got fired on Wednesday because the county declared that Heather Hills is "overstaffed". Children are weeping; parents (including myself) are demanding answers and emailing school officials as to why the best teachers in the school are being cut; school officials are shoveling bowls of P.C. crap back to the parents and moving on with their agendas. I visited their teacher to tell her thank you for everything she has done for the boys. We hugged; she cried; I bought her a vase of white roses. The boys hugged her and told her goodbye after school yesterday. Jalen is hiding his emotions, but I know it is hitting him hard. His second most-favorite-teacher and the much-beloved assistant principal got let go over the summer, and we are all still sad over those losses. What will happen on Monday is anyone's guess, as three third grade classes are now being squished into two, creating two classes of 30+ eight-year-olds. Disaster awaits.
This week = STINKS!!!