Meanies in Third Grade -- Warning I am Venting!!!

Today is Sunday and I am reflecting upon why I am here and why I have this wonderful little family to take care of. The pressures of being a parent are insane at times. I have signed off on surgeries and given permission to complete strangers to take care of my babies and still turn to others to watch over them every day when I send them to school. It is scary the world we live in is in such turmoil. I have comfort and place my trust in the Lord and know that He will guide us through each and every day.

Before I ramble on too long about my random thoughts...I have learned that my little miss Kailey is being teased in school about being different. Man, I knew this day would come. And yes, I know she is different, but so what! Does that give other people's children the right to aim at my little girl? NO! She has fought more battles than they'll ever fight and she hasn't even begun to live yet. Little jerks, I just want to wring some necks...and yes, I know it won't do any good.

And the biggest blessing of it all is that she does not understand or realize what they're doing to her. She doesn't hear the teasing, she thinks when the other children are making fun of her braille that they are talking about the new "fun" language she is learning. She thinks they are interested in her walking cane. I should enroll her in martial arts. Then, even if she can't see, one day she could open a can...

OKAY - I know. Get it under control. I can't vent to John because we all know he is a hot-head and he wants heads on a platter. I try hard to teach the kids to be nice to others and teach them about feelings (even though their little autistic brains don't understand the concept of feelings). If I ever thought of behaving this way when I was in grade school my mom would have killed me. I remember good ol' Amber Hamblin teasing me in third grade still today. I never pulled those hairbows out of her hair like I wanted to, and I didn't say ugly things back...but boy did I want to.

So now what? We pull our family unit close together and rely on the Lord. Pray for his Spirit to guide us and comfort us and most of all protect our children from the pressures of this cruel world. I am eternally grateful for the knowledge and truthfulness of the gospel to provide me direction when I am so frustrated. It calms my soul and clears my mind. Now, let's hope it can work on John...