2005 04 18, Monday.

I went to the school in the late afternoon to drop off a birthday card that had arrived in the mail. D* had just came from his class and we read the card. Frances Floyd, the assistant principal stopped and asked if I had signed in. I told her that I would sign in on the way out. She walked off.

Then D* got up to go to the front door where his mom was to wait. He didn't want to go. I explained she would be waiting. However, H* didn't wait outside, but instead came in. She had never done this before. She walked over very directly and looking angry in a threatening manne. She look as if about to launch into one of her fits. D* hid behind me.

H* complained I shouldn't be there. I replied I was within my rights to be at the school. D* said he didn't want to go with her. H* said she had a court paper that said he had to go. D* was clinging to me saying he didn't want to go with her.

Mrs. Connie, D*'s first grade teacher in training walked by. D* screamed at her "I want my dad." Mrs. Connie then left. H* started arguing. D* was clingining to me, so I asked if he could go with me. It would keep things simple. H* said no, and told me that I would have to take her to court before she would give me more time with him. I asked H* to relax and be patient. She started tugging on D*. She said she had to be somewhere. Then she turned to D* and told him that he would have to go see "Miss Caryl" if he didn't come with her. That affected him, and he started to go. It made me feel sick to my stomach to threats to visiting Miss Caryl used as coercion or punishment.

They were walking towards the door together when Mrs. Connie came back. Mrs. Connie insisted we go to the principal's office. So we did. Once we got there D* latched on to me again. We waited. Betty Carbonneau, the office staff, and Mrs. Floyd were there. They explained to D* he had to go with his mom. Apparently that is all they wanted, which is funny as he was going with his mom. After they left, Mrs. Floyd started saying that I had tried to take him from the school on a day that was not mine. I told her not to put words in my mouth, that I had come to give him a birthday card, and that I had also told him he had to go with his mom. Mrs. Floyd said that Dimtris was getting older and needed time with his dad. She suggested that I go back to court and get the order modified.