So the beginning of the day was pretty normal. We (unlike the day before) didn’t have to stop back at the house even once! Yay us! Work went normally, too. Nothing unusual.
Until I got emails from the school saying there was a bomb threat at the high school and kids had been sitting in the cold in the field for an hour while the school was checked. And then it happened again. Wow.
This is in our little town north of Boston. Where no one has even thought about having metal detectors. Where we don’t really have crime unless someone steals a car that has been left running and unlocked at the curb. Where the police report is about loitering teens and dogs barking. Two bomb threats in one day.
Tomorrow the high schoolers are to bring everything in clear plastic bags. No backpacks. No lunch boxes. Everything in clear plastic. No phones or iPads or any electronics, either. The threat was made using an app called Yik Yak, a social networking app that posts things anonymously. I read that it’s possible to determine what phone sent the threat, but that’s a rumor at this point.
If Hufflepuff goes to school tomorrow she will be carrying everything – we don’t magically have clear bags. We have every other kind of bag, but not clear ones. She’s of the position that the school isn’t safe. I’m on her side, but don’t let her know I said that. I don’t see how putting the kids in the field outside the school protected them from a bomb. They still would’ve been hurt/killed in the field. They should’ve been excused. And by the time the 2nd threat came, they really should’ve been excused.
I am fully of the belief that it’s better to be inconvenienced than dead. So I don’t have a problem with the no backpacks/lunchboxes/phones thing. It’s the not sending the kids home thing that is irking me. And not telling the parents until it’s over. On the plus side, they did tell the parents. Some schools have had similar problems with the app and didn’t tell the parents. Yeesh.
In other news I got some boxes packed, the girls had fun with friends, and life goes on. I’m not sure what Ravenclaw did at church tonight, but Hufflepuff and her friend and Gryffindor played toilet paper dodgeball, a perennial favorite. It’s a great one to bring a friend to, too.
While they were having fun I took down all the blinds at the new house. I was planning to get blue tape (my mom ran out today while taping in preparation for painting the trim), but the hardware store was closed. I’ll have to get it after dropping the girls off in the am.
Tomorrow is more of the same. Well, no more bomb threats, I hope. But more packing and house stuff, more kids and more stress. But we had take out pizza. And the lunches tomorrow aren’t very cute. I’m losing my drive to do fun baking, etc, as I stress over the move. I just want to be in the new house before my birthday. I want to live with my whole family, including my husband! I just hate packing and hate moving. Bah.