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I just had my second trimester conference with Cassidy’s teacher. Her teacher is hilarious. Perfect for a 1st grade class. Anyway, Cassidy is doing SO WELL in school!

Last year in kindergarten she was REALLY struggling. She is six months younger than the next oldest kid in her class. It will be that way all the way through school. I struggled with the thought of even letting her start or making her wait a year but Carrielee was already in school and Cassidy wanted to go SO bad.

So this year at the end of the first trimester she was reading at a level 5. They have to be at a level 12-14 by this trimester and 16 by the end of the year. That’s a huge jump. HUGE. Another test they have is writing as many words as they can think of in 15 minutes. At the end of last trimester she got 15 and 20 was expected. 30 by this trimester and 50 by the end of the year.

I was crushed. I really thought that putting her in school so young was a huge mistake. But I really didn’t want her to be held back. Ben made me realize that if that’s what she needed and at the end of the year they suggested it, it would have to be done and I’d have to come to terms with it. And we all know how well I am at ‘coming to terms’ with things. heh

So Ben and I have worked with her EVERY day. I do homework with her and we practice math and spelling every day even when she doesn’t have homework. We read, we write, we add, we subtract and it’s all finally added up.

She is reading at a level 12. 12!!! The teacher said she has never seen a child progress so much in a single trimester. She has to be at level 16 by the end of the year but the only real difference is they add quotation marks and question marks and they have to be able to explain what those mean. We can do that!!!

She was able to write 55 words in 15 minutes. 55!!! She had to be at 50 by the end of the year!! Woohoo!!

This makes me feel SO much better. All the work and the struggling and the PATIENCE has finally paid off and it feels SO good to know that she’s right on track with the rest of the kids in her class.

Now the biggest problem the teacher has is that she and her best friend Alexis spend too much time talking and turn into total air heads when they get together so she’s had to separate them during class time. WOOHOO! Normal kid problems!

I’m really proud of her. Really proud. 🙂

Updating

I’ll be updating stuff later. Going to try to finish up the comment layout. Get my cute little title icon’s back up and running. I want to tweak the layout of the blog itself just a little. And last but not least, I want to get the “site” section back up.

But first I’m going to take a nap. So if you come back later and everything is all out of whack, give it a bit and hopefully I’ll have fixed whatever I broke trying to fix things. heh

EDIT – So YAY! I have the ‘Site’ section all up and it’s FINISHED!! The ‘Me’ section is not finished yet. I’m working on it. No, that was a lie. I haven’t touched it. But YAY anyway!! 😉

Strep Throat v2.0

Yes, it’s strep. Thankfully this time I have insurnace. So I didn’t wait a week to do something about it and end up waiting in an emergency room for 4 hours unable to swollow my own saliva and in so much pain I wanted them to just KILL ME!!!

Anyway, I have insurance now. And Penicillin. YAY!

I’m really glad now that I didn’t go to see Princess Brooklynn because I’d probably have infected her and most of her family!! I’d have been kissing her all over… how could you NOT kiss something so freaking cute!!

I’m home on doctors orders today. Supposed to stay home tomorrow but I’ve become slightly obsessed with watching my Paid Time Off days add up on my paychecks and today I blew 8 of them!!! And I hate staying home.

P.S. – I took Cassidy to the doctor for an eye problem about a month ago and had them weigh me too while she was getting weighed and according to their scales, I’ve dropped 5.5 pounds. w00t!!

Well crap.

My throat hurt all weekend. And now it’s like WORK to swollow. Crap. Crap. Crap. If I’m not better by the time I get off work tomorow I’m going to the doctor. Last time I went for a sore throat it turned out to be Strep and I got a shot in the ass of Penicillin. Cassidy got quite a kick out of it. I got a bruise that made it uncomfortable to sit for a week.

I feel really bad bacause I missed Brooklynn’s birthday this weekend in Bakersfield. I miss her. And when I was on the phone with Chris the other day Brooklynn was TALKING. In, like, COMPLETE sentences!! But I was completely out of it and spent most of Sunday asleep on the couch. I don’t understand why I keep getting so sick. We are eating really healthy. I take a multivitamin DAILY.

Cut a girl a break already!

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To those of you who happened across my site via Kyrstal’s comments:

That’s not the comment I left. Mine was much more bitchy. Who’s been designing websites and on the web for seven years and can’t code without using iframes and can’t throw together a simple fucking table?! Or has had 18 layouts in 3 months and not ONE of them has been viewable in Mozilla? I’ll admit, Mozilla drives me nuts sometimes, but I can make things viewable in it. Gah.

And she’s a psycho. And frankly, it freaks me out a little.

Conversations with Cassidy: What next?!

Cassidy and I were watching the Oprah where she has a surprise baby shower for 650 pregnanat army wives… all from the same town!! At one time!*

Anyway, they were profiling some of the wives in the show and being pregnant, of course, they were a tad bit disturbingly emotional and talking about falling in love and such. I’m watching the sappy women when Cassidy looks straight at me and this is what followed:

Cassidy: Mom, I know what gay is.
Me: *chokes on water* Really?
Cassidy: *nods*
Me: *Maybe if I don’t say anything she’ll drop it*
Cassidy: *keeps looking at me*
Me: * Shit. She’s not going to drop it.* What is it?
Cassidy: It’s when a boy loves a boy or a girl loves a girl.
Me: Yes, that’s what it is.
Cassidy: But not the way you love me. It’s like LOVE love. Like if you were a boy and you loved Ben. Or Ben was a girl and he loved you. But you aren’t. You are a girl and Ben is a boy so you aren’t gay.
Me: *Oh God make it stop*
Cassidy: *keeps looking at me*


Cassidy: Can I have some Oreo’s?
Me: Yes. Go get some. *If you stop talking you can have all the cookies you want.*
Cassidy: YAY!! *runs to get cookies*

WTF is going on?! Periods. Sexual orientation. What’s next??? Wait, don’t answer that.

* Warning: If you happen to be visiting Fort Campbell Army Base in Kentucky, do not drink the water.)

Tidbits.

  • Man. I’m tired. I think the eliptical machine at the apt complex workout room is harder than the one at Gold’s. Either that or it hates me. Which is entirely possible. Because I hate it too.
  • I worked on the ‘Me’ section of the site. You can check it out although most of it is half done. I want to get ALL my content up by the end of next week. One step at a time. Well, it’s more like 5 steps at a time but I think I can do it. I really am loving the layout and I want, for once in my blogging life, to have a complete website. Don’t look at me that way, it could happen!
  • Cassidy has been obsessing over her loose top front tooth. She’s lost the bottom’s but aparently in the first grade missing top front teeth is all the rage right now. It was pretty loose and I told her in the next day or two it would have to come out to prevent any digging for teeth later if it’s swollowed on accident.

    Tonight she went to bed and got up about 30 mintues later and insisted that it be pulled. The idea of the ‘digging’ really had her worried. It’s the first time I’ve had to yank THREE times to get a tooth to come out. She never even flinched. I don’t think she’s capable of feeling pain.

  • She also asked me today what a period is. I made the wise decision to explain to her that it involved blood and her face wrenched up into this look of absolute terror… then I tried to backpeddle. I’m not even sure what I told her at this point because I was in a state of shock from the question itself. I think I mentioned something about babies… and her being too young… but the look of absolute terror took about 30 minutes to go away and now I’m not sure what to do.

    Do I tell her everything, leaving out the sex part of course?? Do I just leave it alone till she asks again?? We have one of those “How Babies Are Made” books. I just don’t know.

    IT’S TOO EARLY FOR THIS!!! Dammit. I thought I could put off this conversation till she was 21.