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valarltdDollface is such a goofball.
I made her a PB&J for lunch. She grabbed it in both hands, hunched over it and scuttled into the front room hissing "Precioussss. My preciousssss!" while I poured her milk.
Parent teacher conferences. Such fun.
Actually, I'd already talked to Jonner's teacher last week. He's doing just fine. 2 As and a C. Kinda hard to pass a spelling test when you can't hear the word. She's modified her test giving procedure (making sure she's closer and facing him for at least one of the repetitions) and he has quit failing. His last was a C, would have been a B if he hadn't spelled "fur" as "fir" (He had Beatrix Potter damage).
Obi's much improved. He pulled up all but 2 of his grades. 1, he maintained and 1 slipped 2 percentage points to an A-. His teacher says he's really blossomed since the holidays: active and participating in class, playing with kids. I read his essay on his hero: the lifeguard who saved him at church camp last summer. (some kid got mad that Obi beat him at chess and pushed him into the deep end of the pool.) And his group's song about the solar system, to the tune of Old MacDonald. His benchmarks were good: proficient on the Math, and Advanced on the math open-response section. (only about 1/3 of kids even hit proficient)
Mudd's handling Bunny's conferences.
ETA: She's doing all right. 4 As, 2 Bs (one an 89) and 1 C. She's not doing her English homework.
I spent the day party shopping, making apple pasties, setting up a cheese and veggie tray and coping with power outages. Tomorrow, I get tabard material (there was no one to cut it at Walley World), markers and turkey legs. I have to make the jousting course, bake the cake and finish cleaning.
The Electric Co. was out squirrel-proofing our transformer (the one a certain Happy Jack got fried on and set our back yard afire some years ago), so they cut our power, which freaked Dollface. "There's no lights! There's people in the back yard!" I reassured her they were making things safer. She was pleased the squirrels wouldn't get hurt.
I made her a PB&J for lunch. She grabbed it in both hands, hunched over it and scuttled into the front room hissing "Precioussss. My preciousssss!" while I poured her milk.
Parent teacher conferences. Such fun.
Actually, I'd already talked to Jonner's teacher last week. He's doing just fine. 2 As and a C. Kinda hard to pass a spelling test when you can't hear the word. She's modified her test giving procedure (making sure she's closer and facing him for at least one of the repetitions) and he has quit failing. His last was a C, would have been a B if he hadn't spelled "fur" as "fir" (He had Beatrix Potter damage).
Obi's much improved. He pulled up all but 2 of his grades. 1, he maintained and 1 slipped 2 percentage points to an A-. His teacher says he's really blossomed since the holidays: active and participating in class, playing with kids. I read his essay on his hero: the lifeguard who saved him at church camp last summer. (some kid got mad that Obi beat him at chess and pushed him into the deep end of the pool.) And his group's song about the solar system, to the tune of Old MacDonald. His benchmarks were good: proficient on the Math, and Advanced on the math open-response section. (only about 1/3 of kids even hit proficient)
Mudd's handling Bunny's conferences.
ETA: She's doing all right. 4 As, 2 Bs (one an 89) and 1 C. She's not doing her English homework.
I spent the day party shopping, making apple pasties, setting up a cheese and veggie tray and coping with power outages. Tomorrow, I get tabard material (there was no one to cut it at Walley World), markers and turkey legs. I have to make the jousting course, bake the cake and finish cleaning.
The Electric Co. was out squirrel-proofing our transformer (the one a certain Happy Jack got fried on and set our back yard afire some years ago), so they cut our power, which freaked Dollface. "There's no lights! There's people in the back yard!" I reassured her they were making things safer. She was pleased the squirrels wouldn't get hurt.
