Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Learning the Ropes

This is my first year of being a parent of a child in school. Boogie went to preschool last year, but it was 3 days a week, 3 hours a day and we walked him into class and had interactions with his teacher everyday. Now he's in Kindergarten, in a public school, and the rules have changed.

Two weeks ago progress reports came out and there was a spot to check a box on the form for whether or not we wanted we wanted a conference with the teacher. We were happy with the report and didn't see any need for a conference. I checked the NO box, signed on the Parent signature line, and returned the form. It came back in his folder with a note that I was to retain it at home. What? Why was there a box to check and a place to sign if I was supposed to keep it?

Today I got a note home from the teacher requesting a conference next week. I of course freaked out, concerned my child has done something to cause this conference.

I called my neighbor whose daughter is in second grade at the same school, and who substitutes at the school for reassurance. She informed me that all the teachers are required to have conferences with the parents twice a year.

I have so much to learn.

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