I wasn't sure if I should post this here, but after thinking on it for a bit I realized that this blog is about Alex and me as he grows up. There's bound to be some not-so-happy, not-so-proud moments.
I got a call from the school Assistant Principal (who, by the way, I had no idea existed). He called to report to me that he and Alex had discussed an incident that occurred yesterday between Alex and one of his classmates.
Apparently there was a group assignment, and Alex was paired with this boy. Alex apparently felt that his assigned partner was not doing his part, and an argument ensued. In any case, it doesn't much matter what preceded the incident at hand because there is absolutely NO reason the following should have been uttered:
"I'd like to see you dead."
Nice. Great. My kid is one of "those" kids. How did this happen?!?
My first thought was, great...how am I going to punish him severely enough, yet lovingly enough to not reinforce the hateful thoughts that are obviously running through his little head. I need something that will bring on feelings of remorse, empathy and understanding. But it should also be painful enough to remember next time he feels like losing his cool.
I still don't know what I'll do.
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