I accompanied Josh's class on a class trip today. We went to the zoo. Josh was paired off with is best friend, which under normal circumstances would have been heavenly. I love this kid. But the friend was not at all into the zoo. He knew the hokey train ride was hokey and he pretty much didn't want to see anything that couldn't eat a person, so he wasn't impressed with vultures, elk, or monkeys, or even the two bald eagles. He wanted big ticket animals, like lions, the kind that were not to be found at this small scale zoo.
Also, another mother asked me if our two groups could wander the zoo together. This was in her best interest, since her son is most likely ADHD (she knows it too) and the other kid is just kind of constantly naughty. I had already said YES to the other mother when Josh's teacher approached me to ask if I could take the other mom's group in with mine, so I really had no choice at all. While I am flattered that I am recognized for my superior kid wrangling skills, instead of the relaxing zoo wandering trip I had planned for the day, I had to switch into teacher mode, and then there was little relaxing and much cajoling of the unenthusiastic, much reigning in of the wandering and there was also a constant like hawk like vigil over the child prone to mischief. By the end of the trip Josh (I am assuming) was feeling completely ignored, so he became hyper focused on the mostly healed scabby scrape on his knee insisting that the already healed scrape was somehow going to get his shorts bloody. I found the nurse and had her bandage the hard dry scab. It was the least I could do. I considered taking Josh home in my car with me, but decided I would send him off on the bus with the rest of his class and enjoy the 15 childless minutes alone with the other mother, who I imagine went home and broke open a case of beer or maybe even something with an even higher alcohol content after being held captive in my vehicle and having to listen to all my troubles. I figure it was a fair exchange.
I'm passing on a babes luncheon tomorrow in order to have some free time with Matt who will be home from school since he is not one of the band/chorus participants going on a class trip. (And how a school can plan a trip to an amusement park and not take the whole grade is beyond me.) I am really looking forward to just being alone with him. Now I have to try to convince him that he wants to hang out with me and not be on the computer trying to sneak a look at some porn the whole afternoon. Welcome to the teenage years.