This is what happens when the Parents Association starts kicking ass and taking names
Posted by Isabel on August 2nd, 2007. Filed under: City Living, My Sweet Babboo, The King.One of the things that initially surprised me about the interweb was how we all go through similar experiences. I doubt that any of you had the exact same experience with a gay brother, but you might have had something similar happen. I appreciate all the comments and e-mails I received saying things like “this happened to us”, or “we’re going through daycare woes too”. I don’t like hearing that others have to deal with this, but it does make me feel better to know that I’m not alone. And while I don’t know that any of you are going through a Hitler-style overthrow at your kids school, you understand my concerns as we go through one.
That’s right my dear interweb, the Parents Association has taken over the school. It was a full on coup. The school’s management company was kicked out and a new company will be brought in.
Never underestimate the power of a group of concerned parents.
After I sent in my e-mailed questions to the head of the Parents Association yesterday, she responded and told me this:
“All these changes have happened in the last week and a half. It may take a few more days for the board to review and finalize the decision for the new management provider, but I believe we can expect to see changes next week.
“Do not fear. This is good. I have four kids in the center so I believe in its potential.”
I trust this women and her requests to not fear. I mean come on, the women has four kids in the school, works full time, is the Parents Association President and looks put-together every second of the day. I will listen to her as she tells me that we are headed towards happy times and stability.
As it stands, Babboo will continue on at his current school. If we decide in the fall to move him out of downtown and into church-sponsored one closer to our new house, we’ll do it. And he’ll flourish there also and maybe learn a thing or two about Jesus.
For now, he’s staying where he’s at. I feel good about it. The King feels good about it and I’m quite certain that my Sweet Babboo feels good about it.
But The King is still going to join the Parents Association and attend their meetings. We’re going to try to be more involved.
And by involved I don’t mean like how I was involved yesterday during some sort of crazy bomb scare in downtown Seattle where I just ran, with my child, in the opposite direction. Screw helping out and finding out what was going on, I was getting the crap outta here.
To be fair, I did call my husband and co-workers to let them know that something crazy was going on. Naturally this morning there is no mention in the news of the entire downtown Seattle area being put on lock-down. Something far more horrific is in the news instead.
I hated bridges prior to yesterday. I hate them even more today. I will try to pretend that The King doesn’t drives over two bridges to go and work over at our new house, or that my father in law drives on a floating bridge to help him build the house.
Here’s hoping you’re all safe today.
August 2nd, 2007 at 7:01 pm
I’m glad that you got some answers about Babboo’s daycare. I have noticed quite a bit of teacher turnaround at Kaylie’s daycare, but most of the teachers and the director and her assitant have been there for years.
I am so sad to hear about that bridge collapse. It really is a miracle that more people weren’t killed.
August 2nd, 2007 at 7:02 pm
Fortunately, the Sasses are safe and accounted for! Phew! I never thought I would feel safer in NYC than in Minneapolis!
August 2nd, 2007 at 7:15 pm
wow, lots of drama all around! It seems like you are set for day care in case Plan A doesn’t turn out well. And honestly? I’d rather be on a floating bridge than a way-up-high bridge anyway, right?
August 2nd, 2007 at 8:36 pm
At least the school situation w/Babboo is (sorta) settling down. Did you get all your questions answered as to why the overthrow? I drove over the floating bridge once during rain/winds and water was flying up onto the car. I was frightened, to say the least. We have the bay bridge here (thats chesapeake bay bridge) and sometimes people ask the state police to drive them across b/c of their fear of bridges- its apparently more common than one would think. What a terrible tragedy.
August 2nd, 2007 at 8:40 pm
Glad you got everything sorted out with Babboos day care!
I’ve always been scared of bridges and overpasses. I always think, “What if it doesn’t hold?” and hearing this story was not only tragic, but it made my fear of overpasses and bridges worse.
August 2nd, 2007 at 8:41 pm
It’s good to see parents taking matters into their own hands and “bringing down the man.” Best of luck to your family as you decide what to do for the future.
I’m a Minnesota native and I work just outside of Minneapolis (on the other side of the city from the collapse). My mother-in-law was on the bridge twice yesterday but not during the collapse. It was a scary few moments as we tried to reach her. A family friend was on the bridge when it happened but he’s going to be okay. I will never feel the same way about driving on bridges ever again.
August 2nd, 2007 at 9:02 pm
Glad to hear that things are okay with Babboo’s daycare. I’m sure you are able to breath easier now knowing what’s going on. And I think it’s a great idea to get more involved.
As far as the tradegy in MN, my heart goes out to all of those affected. It will be in my mind every time from now on when I cross a bridge.
August 2nd, 2007 at 9:59 pm
Good luck with daycare – we took Pumpkin out of his first daycare after about a year. New owners, untreated diaper rash, and surly teachers just did not make a good combination. We’re happy with the new center (and many of his “good” teachers left the old one and joined us at the new one). It’s a tough thing, leaving your baby every day, but if you like and trust the caregivers, it’s pretty beneficial (I think).
I’m not crazy about bridges, either, and yesterday really summed up my concerns. I cross the Mississippi every day – Pumpkin on one side, G and me on the other. If anything ever happened – I can’t even go there.
August 3rd, 2007 at 2:21 am
I’ve never really been scared about bridges before, but it does freak me out pretty seriously thinking I drove on that one just days before it collapsed yesterday. (It’s about three miles from my house and I go that route several times a week.) As if I need one more thing in life to be paranoid about. Fabulous.
August 3rd, 2007 at 5:04 pm
Lock down is scary. I live on a military base, and they randomly do exercises where they change the color code to red. The whole base goes on lock down, armed guards block every entrance to everywhere, sirens go off… and generally, you have no warning. It’s terrifying. You don’t know if it’s real or an exercise. And there they never mention it in our paper…
I can only imagine what a lock down in a big city would be like. Utter terror. Glad everything was okay in the end and that you high-tailed it. (Don’t ever go check it out, lol–get yer butt outta there in case it IS something!)
August 3rd, 2007 at 5:28 pm
Glad to hear you got some answers and were able to figure out the daycare situation. Parents Associations can be good and bad, depending on which way the tide moves (and who’s in charge…)
I, too, was shocked and will now be more nervous when we frequent our bridges. I’m sad about the people who did die, but amazed that there were not more. Unbelievable.
August 4th, 2007 at 1:05 am
So glad to hear the daycare thing is being resolved! That is really great.
Oh, and about the bomb scare thing — we had to shut down part of my building. Turns out there was a “suspicious package” (I heard it was something duct taped with wires sticking out) left at the bus stop on 3rd between Madison and Marion. Turned out to be nothing, although it was pretty freakin scary at the time with all the streets shut down and the cops getting everyone out of the area.
August 15th, 2007 at 4:23 pm
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