Wednesday, February 01, 2006

The trials of parenting Part 345345

How does one stop from assaulting a man who makes comments regarding what age your little angel and stating she is old enough? Answers on a postcard please. The kid travels via Dublin Bus every morning to school and once a week this man gets the bus with her. A few weeks ago, he started chatting her up. Well asking her questions about what age she was. I mean, does a school uniform not indicate anything to people any more. If you're not in school, you should not be chatting up someone in a school uniform. Its pretty straightforward methinks. I gave him a few glares this morning, not that he noticed when you consider I was probably glaring at his knees as he's a bit taller then I am.

Back from a week in Paris for Mammy2's birthday, such a beautiful city. We did all the touristy things, The Eiffel tower, the Lourve, Museum D'orsay and Notre Dame. Fabulous city, fabulous time. We returned, hoping the kid was still hangin'. A few of our mates took care of her whilst we were away. Fair play to them. So we were returned and the kid was in the apartment with the boy J and C, the best mate, who was called in to take care of them after they were THREATENED by someone living in the apartment block. Someone seen them hanging out in the apartment and yelled at them to get out and then threatened to break J's neck. I am unsure how much of this is truth and how much exagertaed, but it all seems quite strange. Naturally this was just what we wanted after a break away, arrive into a drama. There was a talking to, tears etc and then a long talk about what happens when we go away.

We have decided at this stage not to head off again unless she's either in Holland or someone is staying 24/7 with her. Its a pain but something always seems to happen when we head off. Then again she is a teenager and as its been said before Drama is a main food group for them.

Its been so long since I've updated the blog, I realise that I had forgotten to mention the infamous parent teacher meeting. It went really well. We were bricking it but all things considered everything is an improvement on last year. How could it not. So the meeting went fine apart from a few points to note:
1) She sleeps in English.
2) She threatened her art teacher that I would beat her up if she continued hassling the kid.
3) Her attendence.

We were happy campers and we even met the year head, the one who caused all the heartache last year and we were amazed with her. She wasn't giving out. We weren't sure how to react. Only one teacher asked who we were and what was our relationship to each other. Once Mammy2 mentioned partner, there was lots of shuffling of papers and straight onto to talk about the kid.

She appears to be doing well in all subjects, although struggling with chemistry. I have decided to undertake to help her with it. It seemed like a good idea at the time until I opened the chemistry book. Lets just say it will be fun trying to explain it, I may have to take it up as a subject myself!

Herself and D, the best mate are thinking of taking up martial arts, for her anger issues. She took this word and ran with it. Myself and Mammy2 had a chat with her about her temper and may have said that she needs to watch her anger and do something to channel it. 10 minutes later she's on the phone to the boyf, talking about how we think she needs anger management classes. So, they're going to check their 'schedules' and see what the story is with what time they have free. I wouldn't see them do more then one class but I could be proven wrong.

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