Teachers

Its getting so frustrating listening to everyone tell me there is nothing wrong with Bailey, she just should have waited to go to school. I don’t think that is the problem and I will keep telling them I think there is something else going on. But it is wearing on me. I was happy at today’s SIT meeting her teacher spoke up after one of the other ladies (I don’t remember who she was) said, “It sounds like she would be doing great if she were in Kindergarten this year.” I didn’t agree with that statement but I don’t have a lot of credit as a mother. Then her teacher spoke up and said, “I think she would be struggling even if she was in Kindergarten.” I felt much better. The things Bailey has problems with just don’t fit with not being mature enough…at least not in my eyes. Then again, I’m not an expert on child development. The girl knows something one minute and not the next. She can read a word without sounding it out on one page and then not have a clue what it is on the next. She can sound a word out, read it 3 times on the same page, turn the page and have to re-sound it out again. Every time a page turns its like it wipes her memory. She does a great job sounding things out one day and the next she will struggle to come up with what any of the letters say. It’s like playing the lottery.

I just need to figure out her pattern. I need to figure out what she is looking for and then I can help. She has come a really long way in the past 6 months yet they look at me like I’m crazy for listening to they only advice I had all summer and that was from her summer school teachers who couldn’t believe she was recommended for retention. Well, if they thought she was doing wonderfully with Kindergarten summer school and couldn’t understand why she would need to be retained, I wasn’t going to argue with them. Especially since Bailey desperately didn’t want to stay in Kindergarten.

I just feel like I can’t win for losing.

The Questionnaire

Paperwork has been filled out dealing with the holding back of Bailey in Kindergarten. I hope it doesn’t happen but if it will help then I will support it. I just know how much she wants to keep going.

Parent/Teacher Conference

Yesterday was parent/teacher conferences…..eh. I was dreading it and dying for it all at the same time. I wanted to know if it was just me my daughter wouldn’t do anything for or if she just doesn’t know how to read at all. There is a very good possibility she will have to repeat Kindergarten. Her teacher thinks it is a developmental thing rather than a learning disability. I almost hope it is a learning disability because at least there is a way to work with that. If it is developmental all we can do is sit around and wait for things to start clicking in Bailey’s head. It makes me feel like a bad parent. I’ve always read to her. I participated with her in early Headstart and Headstart for 2 years. Why in the world won’t she get it? Why doesn’t she care?

Michael is still loved to death by his teacher. She thinks he is wonderful. I’m glad he is doing so well. I don’t think I could handle having trouble with 2 kids in school.

Random sadness has been bugging me lately. I hope it is just hormone related and will go away soon.

Done….I hope

I think I was able to finish the Christmas shopping this weekend. All I have left is to figure out what to put in the stockings. I think filling them with fruit snacks is a good idea…but we are still thinking on it.

Bailey didn’t want to go to school this morning. Can’t say that I blame her. I talked her into it with the promise of going to a Christmas party tonight. Michael has his first strings concert today….at 9:00 am….that is very frustrating. Normally I would have no problems taking an hour or so off from work but today I have training that I can’t miss. So I have to miss Michael’s first concert. Why in the world would the school have the concert at 9:00 in the morning???? I just don’t get it. Not everyone is a stay at home mom or dad. Frustrating.

Easily Amused

So maybe I am easily amused but I’m absolutely thrilled with my newest development in web development. We have personal web space with our new cable internet so I decided to play with it yesterday. Thanks to a little CSS understanding, a lot of persistence, and help of other websites I created this. Not much at the moment but I love the scrolling effects.

I was highly irritated at the Christmas program last night as I learned the children made bear masks at school and Bailey didn’t want to wear her squirrel ears. She wanted to wear a bear mask like the rest of her class. All that work for nothing. Then to make matters worse, I wasn’t able to get her on video. I took my Flip but it is no good when you are far away (I didn’t realize it was going to be so hard to find seats). I should have known better. So no pictures, no video, nothing. So aggrevating!

Squirrel Hat

Tomorrow is Bailey’s first Christmas, I’m sorry, Holiday Program at school. She got to pick from a list of animals to dress up like. When I say dress up like, read it as: wear a hat representing. Bailey picked a squirrel. So I got to use my non-existent sewing talents to create 2 fuzzy ears (sewn from faux fur) and attach them to a brown stocking cap. I must say, I’m rather impressed with myself knowing how bad I am with a needle and thread. They actually look like ears. And it appears they won’t fall off the hat! Yay for me!

Bailey has also finally become increasingly interested in playing video games. Not that most parents want their kids to be interested in that but it is a huge part of our family and Bailey was always too stubborn to learn how. In the past 6 months she has really started to play (usually only with one of us though) and she loves the Legos games. She really got hooked on Lego Batman but since I beat it I’m getting tired of playing it so now she is hooked on Lego Star Wars II. She is known for running off in the opposite direction as we want her to go. So she is still rather annoying to play with but she is getting better. If she would ever start listening her life would be a lot easier.