It's that time of year again. When I get to dream about telling some parents how their "little angel" is really a "little devil" and makes part of my day crazy. Parent teacher conferences are a crazy thing. I do not enjoy them. It's nice to meet some of the parents and talk about all the good things happening in my program. You can never be as honest as you want to be though. So for several hours I will put on that smile and engage in a half honest conversation. I will sugar coat all the problems and issues because I haven't figured out how to tactfully tell a parent that their child talks to much, talks inappropriately, does and says strange things, is lazy, smells the tape on my floor, steals my pencils, added a penis to their poster, yelled out "fire crotch" in the middle of class, enters the room by sliding across the floor on their knees, smells bad, wears the same shirt everyday, asks about 5 stupid questions each class period, etc. Those parents probably won't show up anyway. So tonight until 8pm I sit in my room and tomorrow until 8pm I will do it over again.
My Dr. appointment last week went well. Nothing new to report. I heard the heartbeat again. I'm not looking at the scale and she didn't say anything to me about my weight, so all must be good. My ultrasound is on November 26. I'm excited to see the baby and hopefully find out if its a boy or girl.
2 comments:
Sliding across the floor like this?
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0903/chariz808/gifs/lolcarlton-1.gif
Close, but not quite. More of the running and then falling to the knees and sliding.
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