D is gone again; possibly for good this time.  There are only 5 days left of school, now 4, but … it’s still painful.  Again.  He JUST got back; we just had a week and a half together again, but there is a chance he won’t be back the rest of the year.

                Apparently, yesterday’s trip to the dentist to get fluoride painted on his teeth (he HATES the dentist and has had a lot of work done) was too much.  He’d also had a conversation with his sister about the field trip, and was probably having a hard time with the idea that her class would be swimming and our class would not be.  The way the weather is NOBODY will be swimming, because it SUCKS out right now, but still… he lost it, fled into a moderately big city, actually bit, spit on, scratched and kicked his mother (he has NEVER physically hurt her before).  LONG story short, he was taken by the police to a hospital down where the dentist is, and then after a 5-hour wait were told “eh, he’s calm, it’s your choice if we’re going to hospitalize him or not”.  She took him home to discuss options with his case worker, but … not looking good.  I had to work very hard to not cry on the phone; if Nichole was able to hold it together while she told me about her 9-year old son in crisis, I at least owed it to her to not break down, but it will happen by nightfall.  It’s been sitting in my stomach all day.

                Everything else today was fine.  Field Day was cancelled, so we had a regular-ish morning, watched the Time Capsule opening from 10:30 – 11:30, silent read and did some writing, and then they finally watched ‘the Wild’, the movie I’ve voted for the last …. 3 months.  I didn’t even watch.  I feel bad, but I didn’t.  Wasn’t as captivating as I had hoped for.  I read Number the Stars instead.  I love that book.

*The title of my entry today came from A.  I have absolutely no idea why he uttered it.  I just know I really needed a smile today, and he provided me with it.  I hope it did the same for you.