Flowers For His Girls!

Several weeks back, Camden did NOT want to go to school. And I mean did NOT want to go. We had screaming, crying, kicking and more screaming. This first day of yucky behavior began by crying in car line, but still got out of the car. Second day, crying before we hit the school and he would NOT get out of the car. I had to pry his fingers off door handles, seat belts, etc. to get him out. Once I got him out the teacher could hold onto him and I would drive away. The following day of doing this, he wiggled himself out of his coat and shirt from the teacher's arms and ran after the car crying half naked! This terrible behavior lasted two weeks! I was going crazy. One day I told him that if he didn't go to school he would have to sit on a chair until daddy got home. Camden walked into the kitchen grabbed a chair and sat. He sat their from 11am to 6:30pm!!!! Stubborn kid! I was so mad and so worried what I was going to do. I had a conversation with the director and she said as long as he isn't harming himself or others she would take him screaming. So that is what we did. I would pull him for the car after catching him (it would make me so mad), drag him into the building (and I mean drag...he would play dead fish while screaming at the top of his lungs), and take him to bathroom. He would scream in the bathroom until the director was done teaching her other class and would take Camden to class. I would have to wait in the bathroom with his screaming not giving him ANY attention. It was soooo annoying, frustrating and heartbreaking. Ms. Ana would come get him and I would leave. Once I got home, I would call the school to see how he was doing and he was fine and no more crying AND doing his work. He was playing a very mean game with me! The minute I would pick him up from school he would say, "I don't want to go to school" and a thousand times more until bed time. The first thing he said in the morning was "I don't want to go to school" and this would last until his 12:30 drop off. He was seriously driving me crazy! We took his fear or whatever you want to call it very serious and made sure he wasn't being hurt at school or any of that yucky stuff that could happen. He just didn't want to go to school and wanted to be with me. So two weeks into this stupid behavior that was consuming me, I got a phone call from the school and said, "Camden is hiding under the bathroom sink and will not come out. We don't have enough teachers today to assign someone to Camden so you will have to come get him." I was sooooo mad! I drove to the school finding him under the sink. I told him I was very sad that he was making a bad choice and when he gets home he will have to sit in the chair until daddy comes home. He just kept telling me that, "I don't want to go to school....I want to be with you!" We got into the car and Camden just kept saying "I want to be with you...I want to be with you....I want to be with you...I want to be with you...I want to be with you...." screaming! I was absolutely done. I pulled over to the side of the road and slammed on the brakes. I had had it and loudly (not yelling) said back, "Well, I don't want to be with YOU!" "It is your job to go to school and that is what you are suppose to do and I do not want to be with you!" "You hurt mommy's back everyday when I try to get you out of the car and have to take medicine to make it feel better that make me sleepy!" Well that must have done it because he quietly with his hand in him mouth said, "Mommy, I want to go back to school."
Very surprised, I quickly turned the car around and took him back to school. Ms. Liz met us at the door and had a very calm conversation with Camden that his behavior needed to stop. He pinkie swore that he wouldn't do it anymore.....and that was that! When daddy asked Camden why he decided to go to school not crying, he said "I don't want to hurt mommy's back and I pinkie swore with Ms. Liz that I would be good."

He has have truly been good ever since. Not one tear and happily jumps into the car and is excited to be at school. I did call the Kaiser child physc person to make sure we weren't harming Camden and she said based on everything I told her we were doing good. She also wished me a big GOOD LUCK because she hadn't heard of a four year old with that much will power. She told me to stay right on top of it!

So anyway, Camden and I thought it would be a good idea to thank the teachers and staff for helping us through our little tough spell. Camden helped pick out the vases and flowers. He also signed a card for each teacher and drew a picture of himself with the teacher.

Here's Camden giving Ms. Ohmira a vase of pretty flowers and a card.

Ms. Unis

Ms. Ana, the director and very helpful teacher in the process. She would just take Camden, throw him into class and sit next to him until he stopped crying. The whole process would take about 20 minutes.

And finally Ms. Liz. The woman who Camden pinkie swore he wouldn't act that way anymore. Thanks girls for being patient!