Last week I had a parent/teacher conference for my daughter. A standard conference, she hasn't done anything to get into trouble. We'd known about the conference for a few weeks and we, as in the daughter, had been pretty worried about the meeting. That she was so concerned about the conference made me a little worried but I figured if she was really in trouble
Last November I wrote a post about my daughter and her teacher, you can read it here if you haven't already. Last week my daughter had a few assignments that she brought home to work on. She had a packet of worksheets that she was supposed to complete and return to school. While she was working on her homework she asked for help. She said
I completely spaced out that today was a holiday. It wasn't until last night that I realized the kids don't have school today. Damn. Everything I have going on this week is going to get pushed back one day. This won't disrupt anyone's life. I had about three different posts rolling around in my head last night and this morning. They won't get developed because
Since the school season started my daughter has come home each day announcing that she hates school. She has always hated school just like her brother did and pretty much like I did. So this news that she reports each day after school is not news to me and I pretty much ignore it. She wants to be home schooled but I don't have the
I was going to write about the most recent gun incident in my son's school but I'm saving that for another time. I just don't want to write about that right now. I have nothing to write about today so feel free to move on if you like, I'm just going to babble on for a bit. For some reason I am in a really
Today is Kick a Ginger Day. Did anyone else get the memo? I think I am staying inside. I've been kicked enough recently. Yesterday was my daughter's school's annual Thanksgiving lunch for parents and students. I missed the memo on this as it was sent home while my daughter was home with H1N1. I might have actually gotten the note but I rarely read them.
I wasn't sure this day would ever arrive but it did and it is grand. Both kids were actually excited to get back to school. I know it won't last, but for a day at least they looked their best, promised to act their best and didn't complain when I woke them up. The morning went off without a hitch until I discovered that my
I'm ready for the new school year to begin. Not that I have gotten all the school supplies needed or new clothes for the kids. In fact, in that regard I am woefully unprepared. But, I am ready for them to get back to school. I am ready for them to get out of my house. Too bad they both aren't going off to college
This is a quick post, which I am sure everyone will appreciate, because it is birthday week in my house and I'm being interviewed this evening. I'll tell you all about that in an upcoming post so look out for it. Tuesday was my son's birthday. Like all things I am unorganized with regard to birthday card and present. When I was a kid my
My son just got home from school and handed me two notes. He is not a kid who gets in trouble so I wasn't concerned. Although he takes great pleasure in preparing me for that unlikely event every now and then by coming in the house after school and announcing he has been suspended. "Just joking, mom!" I ask him which note I should open
