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conferences of DOOOOM
Oct. 13th, 2015 08:21 pm I got home from werk at a reasonable hour tonight. WOO! Downwood made dinner and we were just getting ready to sit down when he gasped, "It's TUESDAY!"
Yes, tonight was parent/teacher conferences at the elementary school. At the time Downwood remembered, we had 7 minutes to get the kids in the car, get across town, and get to Alex's conference.
We made it there only 3 minutes late. Did I mention we live in a really small town? This is a wonderful thing.
Our school district has been amazing with both kids' allergies. The teachers care deeply about the kids and want to keep them safe and healthy. When Alex collapsed at school, his teacher was just as worried as we were. They *care* and they do a good job of teaching school things. I love our town.
To no one's great surprise, Alex loves school. He's got the routine down COLD. He's happy, loves exploring, pays attention during all the sections of the day, and TRIES SO HARD. Emi also loves school, is incredibly enthusiastic, and is right in the middle of her grade level for reading and math.
After hearing how wonderful our kids are, we went to the Book Fair in the library. I flat out refused to buy Emi a Barbie book. We settled on a "Pinkalicious" book that should be right at her reading level. Alex picked a board book about counting penguins. It's cute, but way below the books he's been requesting (we're onto book SIX of the Dragonbreath series). I got a copy of Lumberjanes because it'd been on my Amazon list for a while and the book fair helps fund the PTO. Everyone wins!
Then home to dinner (FINALLY), baths, lotion, books, and bed. Alex passed out halfway through the first chapter of the book. Emi is still talking to herself, but should be asleep soon. I need to do my Duolingo, check some websites, and then go pass the heck out myself. Monday nights are short - I don't get home from dance until 9:45-10 and then it takes 30-45 min for my drugs to kick in enough to fall asleep - so Tuesdays are generally come-home-and-collapse days.
Still, kids are doing fantastic jobs in school. They're making friends, following rules, and learning neat things. Neither of them (so far) is the outstanding academic freak that I was. That's okay - they'll likely be better rounded, better adjusted people because of it. As long as they find the thing that makes them geek out, I'm okay with it.
We made it there only 3 minutes late. Did I mention we live in a really small town? This is a wonderful thing.
Our school district has been amazing with both kids' allergies. The teachers care deeply about the kids and want to keep them safe and healthy. When Alex collapsed at school, his teacher was just as worried as we were. They *care* and they do a good job of teaching school things. I love our town.
To no one's great surprise, Alex loves school. He's got the routine down COLD. He's happy, loves exploring, pays attention during all the sections of the day, and TRIES SO HARD. Emi also loves school, is incredibly enthusiastic, and is right in the middle of her grade level for reading and math.
After hearing how wonderful our kids are, we went to the Book Fair in the library. I flat out refused to buy Emi a Barbie book. We settled on a "Pinkalicious" book that should be right at her reading level. Alex picked a board book about counting penguins. It's cute, but way below the books he's been requesting (we're onto book SIX of the Dragonbreath series). I got a copy of Lumberjanes because it'd been on my Amazon list for a while and the book fair helps fund the PTO. Everyone wins!
Then home to dinner (FINALLY), baths, lotion, books, and bed. Alex passed out halfway through the first chapter of the book. Emi is still talking to herself, but should be asleep soon. I need to do my Duolingo, check some websites, and then go pass the heck out myself. Monday nights are short - I don't get home from dance until 9:45-10 and then it takes 30-45 min for my drugs to kick in enough to fall asleep - so Tuesdays are generally come-home-and-collapse days.
Still, kids are doing fantastic jobs in school. They're making friends, following rules, and learning neat things. Neither of them (so far) is the outstanding academic freak that I was. That's okay - they'll likely be better rounded, better adjusted people because of it. As long as they find the thing that makes them geek out, I'm okay with it.
