Archive for the ‘Kindergarten Capers’ Category

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This is why doctor offices irritate me:

February 2, 2012

I received a letter in the mail yesterday that looks like this:

January 27, 2012

To the Parents/Guardian of:

Alexander

(address here)

We’re sorry we missed you!

Your provider, Dr. So-and-so, has asked us to schedule an appointment for you with the Ophthalmology Department at Dartmouth-Hitchcock in Lebanon, New Hampshire.

We’ve left several messages for you at the phone number we were given, but we haven’t heard from you.  Now we think you may not want this appointment, so we won’t try calling you again.

However, if you would like an appointment after all, please call us at —– weekdays between 8:00 a.m. and 5:00 p.m., and any of our schedulers can help you.

We look forward to hearing from you.

Sincerely,

The Staff of the Connection Center

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CC: Joe So-and-so, MD

______________________________________________________________________________________

So, I put the following letter into the mail this morning:

February 2, 2012

Dear Staff of the Connection Center,

My provider, Dr. So-and-so asked you to schedule an appointment for my son, Alexander with the Opthalmology Department at Dartmouth-Hitchcock in Lebanon, New Hampshire.  You left me several messages.

I did not return your phone calls.  To be more specific, I called you four times.  My son Alexander had his 5th year annual exam on Monday, September 26th.  The following day Dr. So-and-so made the referral for Xander to your office.  On Wednesday, September 28th, I called your office to confirm that you had received the referral.  The office assistant informed me that you had received the referral, but that the calendar had not yet ‘opened up’ to book the appointment and I would likely hear from you next month.

So I waited.  On October 26th, I called again.  The office assistant informed me that the calendar had not yet ‘opened up’ and that they had just finished booking the referrals from August, so I should hear back from your office next month.

So I waited some more.  On November 16th, I called your office again.  Once again, the office assistant informed me that the calendar had not yet ‘opened up ‘ for January, but I should hear from someone soon.

So I waited some more.  On December 15th, I called again.  This time the office assistant I spoke with was new.  She was not familiar with the referral process, but offered to transfer me to another office assistant who was apparently at lunch, but she assured me I would receive a call back that afternoon.

On Wednesday, December 21st, I still had not received a return phone call.  So to review, I called your office once a month for four months.  Each time, I was told the calendar was not yet ‘open’.  Finally, after the fourth month, I felt a little silly.  My son is in a full day kindergarten program.  He is active and busy all day every day.  If his vision was a problem, I decided I could no longer wait for a calendar to open up.  I called Dr. So-and-so’s office and asked for a new referral.  One of the nurses gave me some names and numbers of a few offices in the area.  I called a local optometrist and booked an appointment for the very next day.

Dr. Eyes was wonderful with Xander.  I could not have been more pleased with the exam and the service we received through his office.  Ultimately I decided my son’s needs were better met by someone who could actually take the time to see him.  Your office blew me off for four months before finally getting around to calling me.  Dr. Eyes’ office scheduled an appointment for my son the day after I called.  It turns out Xander’s vision is 20/30.  Nothing to worry about this year, and we will return to Dr. Eyes’ office again next year for a follow up.

I appreciate your note, but I definitely do not need your assistance and will not be calling to set up an appointment.

Sincerely,

Sara
The Parent/Guardian of: Alexander

CC: Joe So-and-so, MD

 

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Captain Squish

January 24, 2012

This kid cracks me up.  He has so many plans and ideas.  He hardly ever slows down, and the only time he stops talking is when he is sleeping.  This morning at 6am he crawled into bed next to me.  He tossed and turned and wiggled until I threatened to kick him out of bed.  I explained to him that his brother was also in the bed with me, and that the youngest member of our family had been awake from 3am until 5:30am and the little one and I really needed to squeeze in as much rest as possible.  Xander was quiet for about 30 seconds before asking me ‘Mommy, how are babies made?’  After 3 hours of sleep at 6am, I wasn’t really prepared for that discussion.  I told him it was time to see what his dad was doing on the couch and sent him away.  He didn’t seem to recall the conversation later because he hasn’t asked me again.  I wonder how much time I bought myself?  Has anyone else broached this subject with their five year old yet?  I very clearly remember an older girl at day care telling me all about the birds and the bees in graphic detail when I was five.  Is it time to start talking about these scary subject already??

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Where to begin?

January 4, 2012

I can’t even remember the last time I posted something here. There are plenty of reasons – the same as many stale blogs, lack of inspiration, time and eventually guilt from being silent for so long. I’d like to get back into the swing of regular posts and the start of a new year seems like as good a time as any to make that attempt.

So, to recap, it was a busy year. Xander started kindergarten. Parker moved into the purple room at day care. We attempted potty training for about three months (the dryer was broken for two of those months. The word hellish comes to mind when I think back on it) but eventually decided to take a break when we reached a stalemate – he was fine with peeing in his pants as long as we changed him after. I was not fine with that arrangement. Parker turned three last week (the fact that my baby is now three could be an entirely separate post). Xander is learning to read which is super exciting for us. I’ve been at my current job for over a year now. I continue to love the day to day work and the interaction with college students but regularly the higher level politics provides new challenges and headaches that I long to ignore.

Parker has gotten into the habit of being my cheerleader. If I kill a bug for him or do well in a game we are playing he’ll tell me ‘good job mom!’ he also calls us mom and dad more than mommy and daddy lately. It sounds cute with his little voice but is slightly disconcerting.

We had a wonderful Christmas filled with friends and family and lots of time to play with the boys. On our last day of vacation we were lounging in our pajamas and watching Toy Story 3. In the beginning of the movie there are several flashbacks to the boy, Andy playing with his toys. Shortly into the montage, Xander pipes up and says ‘hey, he has all of the toy story toys’ after Zach and I stopped giggling we reminded him that we were actually watching toy story the movie… Kids… ;-)

So, we’re good. Looking forward to all that 2012 has in store, and hopefully finding time to blog again.

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Conflicting Feelings

September 13, 2011

I like to sleep.  I sleep pretty well when I don’t have small children climbing into my bed in the middle of the night.  I also like to eat foods that my kids don’t yet find appetizing.  I like to go out to dinner and a movie with my husband.  I like to close the door to the bathroom and keep it closed the whole time I’m in there.  I like it when my house stays picked up for more than an evening.  Sometimes I miss the days of sleeping in and eating what I wanted and the freedom to do things on my own schedule.  Sometimes I look forward to the days when my children will be self sufficient.  When they will be old enough to stay home alone, or to the days after they have moved out of our house and I find free time again.

The other day I told Xander when he was older he wouldn’t want to hang out with me, he’d choose to hang out with his friends instead.  Xander giggled, smiled and told me he’d always want to spend time with me because he loves me (duh Mom).

And then, things like this happen.  And last night when Xander crawled into my bed at 11:30pm saying he’d had a bad dream, I didn’t send him back to his bed.  I wrapped my arms around him and held him for the rest of the night.

When I drag my exhausted body out of bed at 5am so I’ll have enough time to make lunches and breakfasts and find clothes for everyone it feels like these days will never end, but I remember that soon enough I’ll be trying to drag my boys out of bed and frowning at the piles of smelly laundry on their floors.  I will think back to all of those nights where I held a sleeping child in my arms and miss the days that I sacrificed sleep or privacy or sanity for my babies.

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He Never Looked Back

August 30, 2011

He never looked back

Today was Xander’s first day of kindergarten.  We were prepared.  We’d been to the open house, we’d toured and visited the school and had endless conversations with Xander about what to expect.  We had plans for before and after school.  Supplies were purchased, clothes were ironed, backpacks were packed, forms were completed.  Last night near midnight though, I couldn’t stop the tears.  My baby was going to get on a bus, go to a school where I do not know every child and every adult.  He was going to spend his day with these people who barely knew him, and couldn’t possibly be prepared for his shyness.  And I was sure his shyness would prevent him from making friends, or from letting his teacher see how smart he truly is.

But, as I should have learned by now, my kids continue to surprise me.  Adding to my regular dose of motherhood guilt, I could not drop off or pick up Xander on his first day.  Hurricane/Tropical Storm Irene threw off all of our plans, so PSU student move-in day landed on the same day as kindergarten started.

So, we jumped right into the regular routine.  Zach took the boys to the bus stop, and waited with Xander.  Parker was seriously unimpressed that Xander not only got to ride the school bus and he did not, but also that Xander was not walking into ‘school’ with him anymore.  After bouncing around with his backpack, lunch box and friend, the bus arrived and they both walked right on – never looking back.

It was worse than pulling teeth, but after much begging, I finally got some details out of the close-lipped kid tonight.  Riding the bus is his favorite part.  Pretty much everything else pales in comparison to that.  But, if he had to pick something he enjoyed most at school, that would be recess.  And, if he had to pick something in his classroom that he liked the most, that would be the science station.  He really wanted to play with the dinosaurs, but at free play only two kids are allowed at each station, and there were already two kids at the dinosaur station.

There were no tears and no complaints.  He met all of his friends (his whole class) though he doesn’t yet remember anyone’s name.  He has three other students who sit at his table (where his assigned seat is) but one girl is in the half day program, so she leaves early.  One boy at his table got in trouble today for yelling at another kid (but not him) and had to sit at his table for two minutes.  Rest time is nice, and Xander thinks I should ask my boss for a rest time at work.  I’m sure that will go over well.

So, Xander is clearly more ready for kindergarten than I am.  He went through the first day like it was nothing.  I’m not sure I’m ready for day two, but he can’t wait to go back (and ride the bus again of course).  Obviously not every day can be wonderful, but I am so incredibly relieve that the first day was.