These are the many faces and personalities of our guy Jack-Jack lately.
In fact, I had a terrible day with him the other day and I need to write it somewhere before I forget. I am writing about this so that I can read it on other bad days and remember that I actually survived worse days!
It was a typical Friday (Nov. 19). I was running from place to place trying to be Supermom. I stopped by Bailey's 5th grade classroom for a U.N. Day lunch. (Bailey wanted Peanut Butter Chocolate Bars so I dropped them off at her classroom.) Next there was am assembly for UN Day so I decided to head down to the pre-school to pick up Jack a little early so he could attend the assembly with me and watch Bailey. (FYI, I also had cute little Skylar with me, 3 months old now.)
When I was picking up Jack his teacher happened to tell me that he'd been a bit of a "Class Clown" the past couple of days and not really behaving too well during Circle Time. This was the first time I'd ever gotten a negative report about Jack from another adult.
I thought about this information as I walked with Jack and Skylar back down to the intermediate school to see Bailey's assembly. My friend Jocelyn saved me some seats in the assembly so I was able to sit with Jack on my lap and Skylar next to me in her stroller.
It didn't take long before I realized that I'd made a mistake in bringing Jack to Bailey's assembly. He was disruptive from the get-go. I made an even bigger mistake of promising a friend that I would videotape the assembly since she couldn't attend herself.
Skylar began crying in the assembly and I knew she was hungry, Jack was acting up and messing around so I knew I had to take some action. So, I took both kids out into the hallway. Jack laid his body down on the ground and the vice-principal of the intermediate school offered to hold Skylar. I let him hold her while I tried talking to Jack. By this point he was flat on his stomach in the middle of the hallway, making whining noises. Nice. His teacher, Ms. Nancy, actually walked by and tried to speak to him and all he would respond with were some kind of whining noises that can be heard all too well by human ears.
I talked to Jack and he finally told me that he would be good if we went back into the assembly...the one that I was supposed to be videotaping. Unfortunately as soon as we went back in, Jack started messing around; climbing on the bleachers and talking loudly so we were back out in the hallway in another 3 minutes.
This time I put Jack at the top of some stairs and told him he needed to take a time out. Then a friend of mine took Skylar into a music classroom and so I decided to take that free moment to sneak back into the assembly and videotape the last segment. This would turn out to be a bad move on my part.
The next thing that happened was my friend Jocelyn told me that Jack was at the bottom of the stairs and was hysterical. I ran down as fast as I could and found Jack's principal trying to hold him as he was having the biggest tantrum I have EVER seen from this boy and quite possibly the worst tantrum I've seen from any of my kids. The interesting part was that he was having it for the principal and a whole bunch of teachers who had gathered around and were trying to help. Usually my kids save this kind of behavior for me.
I grabbed Jack and took him to a private spot where he continued to freak out. I tried settling him down but he got away from me and began running as fast as he could toward the intermediate school. I caught up with him and strapped him into Skylar's stroller. He did not settle down until we were at home snuggling on the couch.
I'm still trying to put the pieces of this mental puzzle together and try to figure out why Jack had such a major breakdown. The only things I can come up with is that he had been up too late at night the past few nights (a big problem in our house!), he also mentioned that he was swinging on the tire swing that day at school and he got "tire sickness" (that is how he worded it so I think he means he got dizzy) and the biggest one that may have tipped him off is that because he couldn't see me or Skylar he may have thought that we left without him.
The whole experience was just so weird and so out of character for Jack that it left me feeling completely drained. I seriously felt like I'd just run a marathon after this whole experience. Well, at least a half marathon. I felt so helpless and stressed and confused and worried about what in the world was going on in this little boy's head? Was it a delayed reaction to the birth of Skylar? What? Had I not been giving him enough attention lately?
After going through this whole scenario with Jack's teacher and his principal after the whole ordeal I really appreciated the advice from both of them...don't make too big a deal about this...he just had a bad day. We all have them and we probably want to react the way Jack did but we can't...he reacted the way a 4 year old knows how to react. He just had a bad day.