No cookies for you!

Jack, or "my dear boy" as the doctor likes to call him (and probably all of the boys she sees), will likely be kicked off of the bus again. Or at least suspended.. which might be worse, because he'll still have to see the other kid he suddenly can't stand the sight of.

We had such a decent weekend, too. Jack was even invited to a birthday party of a boy he used to really like spending time with. I bought cookies for him to pass out at school tomorrow, and when I wrote to the teacher to confirm, she mentioned how well he'd been doing the last couple of weeks. She moved him into a seat next to his friend and was hopeful that it would be a good fit.

Then I got two phone calls (the first disconnected) from the bus depot, telling me that I needed to go pick up Jack at the last stop, because he was really going nuts. He's been having a challenge with the little brother of a boy he actually likes chatting with. For whatever reason, the brother doesn't like Jack. No idea what Jack may be saying or doing to him in return, but the boy has not only said "I hate you" on his way off of the bus, but today was supposedly calling him "the C and F words". This is a first grader!! All I know is when I got there, he was in a rage. The driver told me what all he supposedly did, and of course he denied it all, while showing that clearly he was in the wrong.

I think the insane thing is for anyone to have thought that the first incident was resolved. I was just waiting for something to happen. I couldn't know what would happen exactly, but I knew it would be bad. Yep. Bad, indeed.

Sadly, he will not be sharing cookies tomorrow, and his electronics "ban" has been extended. He's not pleased. Yeah well, neither am I, kid. Neither am I.