Well I'll Be..........
Conferences for Reagan and Ian were today. I was up til after 6:30am this morning cleaning, so I took a nap right before conferences. I was DREADING going because Ian has been in so much trouble in school. I get stress headaches just thinking about Ian's school career thus far.
So I go in and wait my turn at Reagan's teacher's table... and we start conferences and everything is perfect. She's a wonderful writer, bright future... blah blah blah. She's perfect here, perfect there, has the best grades she could possibly get. And then we get to Math.
She failed the district test for math comprehension.
SHE DID WHAT?!?!
This is a girl who is in Diff. everything. She has the best grades she can have (including Math). They grade on a 1-4, 4 being the highest, and she has 4s in all of her subjects. She is one of the brightest in her class. The teacher is gonna retest her because she thinks that Reagan didn't follow the directions. That's nice... Talk about a shocker.
We finish up the conference about Reagan, and I mention I am glad that it all went well... as I have to go to her younger brother's right after this one... and I am sure it won't go as well as Reagan's. She tells me to take a breather, and relax, cuz she's sure it will be okay ;) She must not know my son LOL!!
I leave the gym and go to the library to where Ian's teacher is waiting. I remember just wanting to run away. I sat down and listened to her talk.
"He's been doing so well these last couple of weeks......."
HUH??
Did I hear that right??
Is she talking about MY Ian??
She goes on about how one day he just decided he was gonna be a "good boy" at school (probably the same day I told him if he didn't straighten his butt up in school I would take his teacher and alla his friends away and I would homeschool his butt and I would MAKE SURE it wouldn't be any fun) and since then he's been great to work with.
And even more amazingly, she said he's so smart in Math that (pending his attitude) she wants to move him to Diff. Math
SAY WHAT?!?!
I had to hold back tears. And I am sure I was BEAMING with pride as she went on and on about my son and how well he is doing in her class now. He still has "episodes" but she curttails them by writing fake notes to other teachers and having him "be a helper" and go deliver them to the teacher. She said she has three boys in her class she has to do this for... and that it really does keep their little attitudes in check.
I left the conferences with so much lifted off my shoulders. I was so proud that as I walked down the hall with a BIG SMILE on my face, and I had to hold back tears. Ian wasn't being a little monster in the classroom anymore. And besides the test that Reagan didn't follow directions on, she is doing so well in all of her Diff. classes, and she is really one of the brightest in her class. It was a good day :)
I got to the truck and started bawling... but this time, it was tears of happiness. So much tension just floated away. My son wasn't a kid that his teacher dreaded seeing anymore. I wouldn't have to homeschool him. I think hell just froze over and the devil can't find a snowsuit... but either way, I don't care what it is... I just want it to stay this way.
So I go in and wait my turn at Reagan's teacher's table... and we start conferences and everything is perfect. She's a wonderful writer, bright future... blah blah blah. She's perfect here, perfect there, has the best grades she could possibly get. And then we get to Math.
She failed the district test for math comprehension.
SHE DID WHAT?!?!
This is a girl who is in Diff. everything. She has the best grades she can have (including Math). They grade on a 1-4, 4 being the highest, and she has 4s in all of her subjects. She is one of the brightest in her class. The teacher is gonna retest her because she thinks that Reagan didn't follow the directions. That's nice... Talk about a shocker.
We finish up the conference about Reagan, and I mention I am glad that it all went well... as I have to go to her younger brother's right after this one... and I am sure it won't go as well as Reagan's. She tells me to take a breather, and relax, cuz she's sure it will be okay ;) She must not know my son LOL!!
I leave the gym and go to the library to where Ian's teacher is waiting. I remember just wanting to run away. I sat down and listened to her talk.
"He's been doing so well these last couple of weeks......."
HUH??
Did I hear that right??
Is she talking about MY Ian??
She goes on about how one day he just decided he was gonna be a "good boy" at school (probably the same day I told him if he didn't straighten his butt up in school I would take his teacher and alla his friends away and I would homeschool his butt and I would MAKE SURE it wouldn't be any fun) and since then he's been great to work with.
And even more amazingly, she said he's so smart in Math that (pending his attitude) she wants to move him to Diff. Math
SAY WHAT?!?!
I had to hold back tears. And I am sure I was BEAMING with pride as she went on and on about my son and how well he is doing in her class now. He still has "episodes" but she curttails them by writing fake notes to other teachers and having him "be a helper" and go deliver them to the teacher. She said she has three boys in her class she has to do this for... and that it really does keep their little attitudes in check.
I left the conferences with so much lifted off my shoulders. I was so proud that as I walked down the hall with a BIG SMILE on my face, and I had to hold back tears. Ian wasn't being a little monster in the classroom anymore. And besides the test that Reagan didn't follow directions on, she is doing so well in all of her Diff. classes, and she is really one of the brightest in her class. It was a good day :)
I got to the truck and started bawling... but this time, it was tears of happiness. So much tension just floated away. My son wasn't a kid that his teacher dreaded seeing anymore. I wouldn't have to homeschool him. I think hell just froze over and the devil can't find a snowsuit... but either way, I don't care what it is... I just want it to stay this way.
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