Friday, January 25, 2008

Hurray!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Four years of hard work with my little lad and finally someone has told me i'm doing well! Today when collecting the ginger one the teacher came out with him, as they headed towards me i was preparing myself for arguing his case. Hopefully no-one was seriously hurt in this bout. Hopefully i wont have to face the humiliation of being sent to the head teacher...Again.

To my absolute amazement i noticed the teacher smiling,
"good news today" she said. So i put away my 'concerned parent' face. She then proceeded to tell me that my gorgeous little lad had managed to get himself in the gold book and been star of the week for being the only child in the year to know all 45 words for reception. He's now moved on to YEAR 1 work. I wanted to do the 'embarassing mum thing' and cry and give him a big hug proclaiming that obviously he's is the most amazing child in the world and it's about time he got some recognition. But i didnt. I smiled and thanked her graciously as she congratulated me i how well i've been teaching him at home to be at this level.

It's strange i know it should be enough to see your children thriving and growing and being happy but sometimes it's just really great to here that your child is better than all the rest!

And now for something completely different...

In the process of cleaning through our junk wardrobe i found some scribblings from when i was a teenager. My goodness i had no idea how annoying i was! I find it so strange when people envy teenagers. Why? They have raging hormones, out of control hair, dismissive teachers, controlling parents, no money and bodies they have no control over. I was no exception to that list. I decided to keep all my scribblings and diaries and dramas to look back on when girly has driven me mad when she's a teenager, to remind myself just how crap it is.

So next time your cursing youths, cut them some slack because you can guarantee that what ever you may think of them, they think worse of themselves.

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