It’s so hard not to compare siblings when the evidence is all around. I’ve posted about Dylan here. Well, he has an older brother. Today, I got messages about my two boys:
- From the dean at Dylan’s school, a request that I come pick him up from school. Turns out Dylan got bored (or perhaps overwhelmed?) in math class and started kicking off his shoes repeatedly. One landed on another student’s desk, one hit someone in the back. He wouldn’t stop, so they pulled him out of class. He’s suspended from school tomorrow. This is only the latest in a string of behaviors that are totally inappropriate at high school. The district has been talking about putting him into a special school.
- An e-mail from an organizer for an event that my older son went to last week. According to her, he “has such a positive attitude, is very knowledgeable and personable.” He’s taking 3 AP classes and getting straight A’s while taking leadership roles in several extracurricular activities. He makes friends everywhere he goes. I should be proud and appreciate his accomplishments. I do, but it makes the contrast that much more painful.
Sometimes, I feel like holding my older son up as an example, to show that the younger one’s problems can’t be all our fault, because all our children aren’t like that. But that’s not fair. I wish I knew what to do to help Dylan.