drama, drama, drama

I'm feeling better this morning. Can't say things are looking brighter as it's raining, but we do need the rain...so maybe it's a shower of blessings. I nearly went to bed at 8:30 last night. I should have, but for some reason I thought it was ridiculous to go to bed that early. Instead I stayed up and watched the end of Last Comic Standing...then I went to bed at 9 pm. Bitsy got up at 11:30 and we didn't get back to sleep until about 1:30, so next time I feel inclined, I will go to bed at 8:30.



As for my issues yesterday...last week you may remember that BabyGirl & Niece T had an issue at school. T wouldn't leave BabyGirl alone on the play ground and somehow another girl got involved. She told BabyGirl to pinch T (I later found out the "pinch" was what we used to refer to as an Indian Burn). BabyGirl & OG (other girl) each took an arm and "pinched" leaving red marks that lasted at least 2 hours after the incident.



When BabyGirl got off the bus she was near tears. I asked what was wrong (knowing nothing of the altercation on the play ground) and she told me T said she was going to have her daddy shoot BabyGirl (not something I was particularly worried about...it wasn't an actual threat, just an angry little girl doing her best to scare someone). When I asked why T said that, the rest of the story came out. I was not happy with BabyGirl because of the "pinching" and wanted to know why she did it. "Because OG told me I had to." She told me she was afraid OG would beat her up if she didn't. OG never threatened any such thing, but for some reason BabyGirl decided that's what would happen. She was so upset not only because she was in trouble, but because she had hurt her cousin.



SIL brought T over later that evening and I saw the marks on her arms. I told her I'd had a long talk with BabyGirl & it would not be happening again. SIL said she'd told T she wasn't to threaten people anymore and had to play nice. Husband told BabyGirl she wasn't allowed to play with OG any more (something I wasn't happy about because it didn't really solve the problem).



The next day BabyGirl was supposed to apologize to T (something she was more than willing to do). When she got home she said she didn't see T. They sit together on the bus so I asked if T rode home. "I don't want to talk about the bus." Tough luck, sister. Start talking! Niece E (T's big sister) told BabyGirl that T couldn't come to school because she had bruises on her arms. I asked if E yelled at her and BabyGirl said, "Not really yelled, but she said it real mean." BabyGirl was worried she'd get in trouble again.



That night BabyGirl wanted to apologize to T, so I called SIL. BabyGirl was very mature about it, and told T she was sorry she'd hurt her the day before. After wards I asked SIL why T didn't go to school. She said they got there and T started crying that her stomach hurt. SIL thought she was scared, and let her stay home. Nothing about bruises.



Thursday morning, Husband told BabyGirl she could play with OG if she could play nicely with T as well. Everything was fine the rest of the week. The girls played together a lot this weekend and there were no problems.



Yesterday SIL told Husband that T didn't want to go to school again because OG & BabyGirl had been throwing rocks at her on the play ground after school on Tuesday. I was so upset when he told me. When she got home I asked her what happened with T on Tuesday. "What do you mean?" Did you and OG throw rocks at her? "No! If I did, it was an accident." Did. You. Throw. Rocks. At. Her? (I wasn't having any of this 'it was an accident' business.) "No, Mommy. I didn't even see T on the playground, so if I hit her with a rock it was an accident. I wasn't even throwing any!" I told her what T had said. BabyGirl said OG and one of her friends got in trouble for throwing rocks at a girl during recess. Mrs.G made them go sit inside. BabyGirl didn't know the little girl was T until I told her.



I know my daughter. I know when she's lying. I can say, without a doubt, she was telling the truth about the rocks. So I went from being upset that she'd been bullying her cousin again, to being upset that she'd been blamed for something she had no part in.
I'm sick of the drama, and we're not even a month into school...and first grade at that!!



New topic....This is my favorite T-shirt. I love it. It makes me laugh. What makes me laugh more is watching people try to figure it out. I must be slightly demented, because I got the joke immediately.