Just Walk Away

I had to drop Timmy off at school yesterday because we were having a day. (Ok, HE was having a day)

I literally dragged him in and out of the car and carried him to the playground. Not easy with a 52 pound six year old.

When I finally put him down, he proceeded to kick off his shoes and run away from me. (This is the real reason I spend so many hours in the gym. The health thing is an added bonus. I really just need to catch Timmy.)

I had to wrestle him to the ground which is always fun in public. Yes, hello gawkers, nothing to see here, keep walking, you're not helping the situation.

I had one of the aides help me but she didn't have much success either. I kept putting his shoes on, he kept taking them off.

I tried to reason with him. I tried to bribe him. I even tried to negotiate with him. It was a no-go.

Finally, the teacher told Timmy that mom was leaving. I looked at her like she was crazy. She said I just needed to walk away.

I looked back once to see her continue to struggle with my child.

As I drove past, I saw that he was still throwing his fit.

How do you walk away from that? Shouldn't I be there to handle my kid? There's nothing worse than knowing that you are not helping the situation and that you need to walk away.

He's my kid. Shouldn't I know what to do? Shouldn't I be the one that knows exactly how to fix the difficult situations?

I feel a little useless sometimes.

I also feel like I need to get a really big gift for these teachers.