This week consisted of our usual weekly routine -- Brett with school all week, Kendall & Kameron with Playgroup every morning except Tuesday, Gymmies class on Tuesday morning, soccer practice at Alconbury on Tuesday night, swimming lessons after school on Wednesday, multi-sports after school on Thursday, and soccer game on Saturday. And I know it really doesn't sound like that much stuff -- but when you add all of the other little day to day additions (coffee get-togethers, book club, shopping, etc.), it really does keep us very busy. ;o)
I haven't added anything to our blog over the past week as it has been a challenging one for us. Brett has had a rough week at school having to deal with unfriendly children ('unfriendly' is NOT the word I would like to put on the blog for what I would call these children -- but I'll be good). As with all children (whether every parent wants to admit it or not), Brett messes about (this is an English term in a nutshell for being silly); however he knows better than to intentionally hurt someone. Well, the girls and I picked him up Tuesday afternoon from school and were talking about his day once we got back into the van and he mentioned that he hit his head and there was a bump. I crawled into the back of the van to feel his head and there was quite a good size goose-egg. I asked him what exactly had happened and he explained that another child bumped into him in the morning and made him knock his head against the table. He said this boy (as well as one other) has done this type of thing several other times but this time he just did it hard enough to make a bump. To say the least, I was NOT a happy mummy and almost marched back into the school to have a talk with the teacher. (Must be the American in me!) ;o) Not being in a very good state of mind I figured it would be best for me to calm down a bit and discuss it with the teacher the next day. The kids and I went to Brett's soccer practice that night and pulled into Alconbury right at 5 p.m. When we pulled in, all of the cars were at a standstill and the people were standing outside of their cars listening to the Star Spangled Banner (this song is played every single day on the base at 5 p.m.). So I stopped the van, rolled down the windows, had the children cross their hearts, and I sang the song along with everyone else on the base. You wouldn't think such a song would necessarily make someone emotional -- but let me tell you, with living in England for almost two years and never hearing the song as well as the emotional strain we were having to deal with from children at school, I literally had tears streaming down my face. (I know, you can't believe I would cry right?!) Wednesday morning arrived and the girls and I took Brett to school and I was able to talk to the teacher about the incident that had occurred in the classroom. She explained that she knew it happened, she didn't think it was intentional, and she had a talk with the other boy who did it. Being extremely nice but also getting my point across that bullying was unacceptable, she confirmed that she would keep an eye on everything and I shouldn't worry. Okay, so 'worry' is my middle name so that isn't possible for me to not worry, but we're simply going to take it day by day. I realize that bullying happens to almost all children at one time or another -- but I guess I just didn't expect it to happen at this early of an age. It is a real shame that children can be so hurtful.
Friday afternoon arrived and the girls and I attended Brett's celebration assembly. Brett didn't have any other extreme bullying-type incidents for the remainder of the week and he received his Bronze Certificate for Good Work which made us all smile. Here's to hoping and praying that this upcoming week is better than this past one.

Brett playing hockey at multi-sports
Brett receiving his Bronze Certificate for Good Work
The girls were doing what I would have loved to have done by Friday afternoon! ;o)