I’ve been running around like  a crazy person for the past few days trying to organize things for Angry Kid.  I have some minor things to turn in still for Kindergarten and also paperwork for the new after school program in the Fall.  On Tuesday, I took Angry Kid to the doctor for a TB test (Tuberculosis Test).  He asked if he was going to get a shot, I told him that it wasn’t really a shot, but just a little prick in the arm.  At least I told him the truth.

We promptly got into the room and the assistant put out the tray with the syringe on it.  She then began to clean Angry Kid’s arm.  He has had shots and vaccinations before.  But I don’t think he realized that the needle would be going into his forearm.

He immediately stated, “I gotta go potty.”  I said, alright.  He jumped off the table and went to the bathroom.

He came back a few minutes later. He sat down and she went to clean his arm again. He says again, “I gotta go potty”.

Well we waited about ten minutes and he didn’t come out of the bathroom.  I then went and knocked on the door.  He did not answer.  I then realized that he was hiding in the bathroom because he did not want the TB test.  I tried the door several times and realized that it was locked.  I then started pounding on the door.  I had other kids in the waiting room knock on the door, and tell him to come out. He wouldn’t budge.

I finally asked the receptionist for the key to the bathroom.  They looked all over and could not find the key.  She actually called the building maintenance for a key.

A few minutes later, Angry Kid walked out of the bathroom like nothing had happened.  He then walked to the room and sat down.  We got ready to do the test again and he jumped up and said, “I need to wash my hands.”

Not a chance kid.  I held him down on my lap. Seriously, the kid is strong.  And we did the test.  It was a tiny needle prick into his forearm.  He got a band-aid and we were done.

I told Angry Husband the story later that night.  He asked Angry Kid about it.  Angry Kid pretty much ignored all of the questions.

I took him back to get it checked today.  We all laughed at the doctor’s office about Tuesday’s events.

Oh, and the test was fine.  He has completed all the medical testing required for elementary school. You would think he was applying to college with all of this paperwork and running around that we’ve been doing.

Angry Kid graduated from preschool yesterday.  He has been at this particular preschool for three years.  We have had our ups and downs with the school.  I think everything finally got situated when he turned four and went into the pre-K class.  I took clothes for him to wear after his ceremony.  But, I wanted to take a photo of him on the last day of preschool for memento (blog) reasons, of course.  He said, “No photos mama”.  I responded with, “Oh, I’m taking a photo for daddy, to show him your cool shirt.”  He responded with, “I wore this shirt to bed last night.  Daddy saw me wearing it ALREADY”.  I got my photo anyway, and people wonder why I called him Angry Kid?

At the end of the day, we ended his preschool graduation in the Chapel at his school.  We were treated with a slide show of photos. That is when I lost it.  It has been an extremely long week of drama.  I will try and touch upon that sometime in the near future.  I started bawling. Angry Husband leaned over and asked, “what is up with the blubbering?” I told him to shut it.

After the slide show show, the kids marched in and sat down.  They then sang some songs for us, and got their diplomas.  It was too sweet.  Then they all shuffled out.  Like that, it was over.

We have so many changes ahead of us…new school, new teachers, new childcare, new work schedule..it’s going to be quite the summer.

On our way home from graduation, I had the following conversation with Angry Kid:

ME: Are you excited to go to a new school soon? You will be in Kindergarten.

ANGRY KID: I’m not going to that school just yet.

ME: Where are you going?

ANGRY KID: Safari School

ME: huh?

ANGRY KID: I’m going on an adventure in the jungle, on a safari.

I think someone has played way too many Indiana Jones video games lately.  Angry Kid is now a preschool graduate.  Many of his friends will start leaving the school this week.  He is going to stay in their camp most likely for the month of July, and then he is going to go to another camp (I think). I don’t think he has a clue, that he may never see some of these kids again.  On the other hand, I’m kinda happy to not see some of these kids…

It has been quite the week in the Angry Household.  I switched my work shift from nights to days, and had one day off.  I’m working a different schedule for  two weeks, and then switching again.  It has been hard to fit in swim lessons, and party planning in between everything.

Today was Angry Kid’s 5th birthday.  We are having a bigger party on Friday for him at a bounce place (nothing that I have to clean up after).  I packaged up 12 goodie bags (loathe these, they need to be extinct), and some mini muffins (no cupcakes, etc. allowed) for his preschool.  Angry Husband promptly dropped him off since I was at work.

I came home from work and set up a birthday sign and Angry Kid’s gifts.  We went with a Star Wars theme, of course.  I live in the Star Wars house. I really have no choice. Angry Kid walked right past his gifts when he got home.  I was shocked. He came and gave me a hug and hung out with Angry Husband’s BFF, Eric.

And then, he went for the gifts…

Angry Kid was quite excited to open his gifts.  We got him a Star Wars Clone Trooper Helmet, Star Wars Clone Commander Blaster, and a Nerf Gun.  Yea, um, we buy our five year old guns.  They are science fiction, right? Really, there’s no way that we can get any “gun” themes out of our house.

For some reason, I think Angry Husband picked out birthday gifts that “he” liked. What do you think? Although, Eric had to get into the action and play with the toys too.  Angry Kid was running around the house while they shot Nerf balls at him.  It’s probably a good thing that we have nothing “nice” in our house.

After unwrapping the gifts, my parents came over.  My mom got Angry Kid some clothes. He gave her that look, you know the where are the toys look. Even my dad said, “you didn’t buy him any toys?”  My mom said that she would take Angry Kid to Target while we are out for dinner.

We headed out to dinner at the Irvine Spectrum, which is a local outdoor mall. Angry Kid changed his mind on the dinner location, so we ended up at Red Robin.  We preferred the choice.  He sucked down some chicken, fruit, and a gallon of strawberry lemonade.

My kid is not shy at all though. He is nothing like Angry Husband. Angry Husband warns me every birthday to not tell the waiter that it is his birthday. Not my child though, he YELLED at the waiter that it was his birthday, and he wanted dessert.

We headed to Target after dinner and walked out with another pricey Star Wars Lego toy.  My mom bought it though.  She let Angry Kid pick it out.  It was pretty hard for him to chose though, because he already has several of them. We then walked around the mall. Angry Kid attacked a Directory Sign, and I dreamed of going into Anthropologie which was right behind that sign.  I knew that I would get the angry look from my family if I disappeared into the store, sigh.

We then headed for the car, but alas got detoured by the candy store.  My mom picked up some treats from the pet store for the dogs.  Bruiser thinks that this ice cream cone dog treat was quite delicious.

Well we survived the day of Angry Kid’s 5th birthday.  Angry Husband is now putting together a very complex Lego set.  I’m exhausted, and we still have the big party on Friday.  I can’t wait to chill out and relax this weekend.