This week has been parent/teacher conferences. I actually hate them. And I think it's so weird that you bring your kid. I just want the cold, hard facts and sometimes it's awkward to ask questions that you don't want your kids to here.
Like with Kendall. I know how she's doing. Kendall is the love of our lives and has so many wonderful talents, but she won't be confused for someone whose ahead academically. I know that. And yet her teacher gives me a paper with an action plan or something. You know, some tips to help her at home. Oh brother. Wait, so we're supposed to read with her?? I was super bugged because her teacher said she didn't hand in some assignments and I know she did and the teacher lost them. It's fine. I've lost stuff before, too. But when I hear the mom before me just as confused as I am about the "missing assignments" then no, I'm not going to "look for them at home" because they were already handed in. Kendall is awesome and her improvements are AMAZING!!! Her teacher was super confused about the action plan because Kendall was above goal in every area. I didn't feel confused. I know she struggles! I'm helping her and she's getting better everyday and that's all we can do.
Allie works hard. She spends a ton of time doing homework. I just don't want my 3rd grader overly stressed about school, so yes I expect a lot from her, but I'm not going to panic if she brings home a score that's not perfect. This is the first year that's happened, and I want to teach her that it's more important to learn and take stuff in than it is to get perfect scores. She made this face and on the outside she had character traits like "blue eyes" "brown hair" "oldest in family". The inside was where they were supposed to put their innermost hopes and dreams. There were two things that surprised me: "Be a fashion designer in Paris"--she actually has started to get into fashion lately. She begs me to take her to the mall. Me + Mall = Ahhhhh! I'd rather even take her to Kohl's or Target but she's insistent on the mall! She loves coming up with her outfits. Went she first decided to start picking out her clothes she was all excited and the first day it was a pink shirt, pink jeans, pink boots, and a pink blazer thing. It was not great, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I decided to let her express herself. So it continued. The next day I think it was blue. The third day it was red. Three different shades of red. Not different enough to match. Not similar enough to match. I thought of all the homeless pictures of myself as a nine year old and I remember saying "Mom!!! Why did you let me go in public like that?!!" So in order to avoid the same lectures from Allie in the future, I made her change. I was like, "I'm so excited you're picking out your own clothes, but let me tell you some things to help you pick out an outfit that goes together. Rule #1: let's not use the same color from head to toe." She was so open and receptive. A lot of times she's like "how's this?" And I'll say, "I love those boots with the jeans, but the shirt is a little too similar in color, so let's try this shirt." And she's just as proud of the finished product. She continues to look in the mirror and compliment how awesome she looks. My heart soars. The second hope and dream that surprised me was "to interview famous people". I thought it was kind of hilarious that she didn't want to be famous. At one point she said even though she loves dancing, she wouldn't pursue it professionally because she doesn't want to work Sundays, and most dancers do. My favorite hope and dream was, "to sleep with my mom in her bed". hahaha! Sometimes when she's overly tired she lays on my bed and she's just so goofy, "I'm sleeping with you tonight." And it's never happened. So we've got to get Dave on a business trip so she can sleep in my bed.
Now she's Nine Months
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