The girls and I have red, sore noses. We are like Rudolph triplets. This is no fun at all, being boogerish and bleary-eyed, puffy, crusty, and slimy all at once. I know. Ew. The provocative power of words is terrifying!
I sent them to school; they sound worse than they are. If I kept them home for every cough, they would miss half of their school days. Sorry, teachers, I just can't set that kind of precedent. They adore staying home from school. One thing that is actually the same about my very different little twinbeans.
I have always been aware of the fact that these love bugs are individuals. But I am being made more and more aware of it as they progress with different teachers in different classrooms. One of my sweet girls is having a bit of a rough time. It seems to me that it is all about what motivates her. And approval doesn't do it, neither does encouragement. Not positive things to look forward to. Negative consequences can have an affect, but that doesn't make anyone feel good.
This child is bright and capable, and I'm not sure if she wants control, or is bored, or what. She only does that she wants to do... Fortunately she generally wants to be a nice kid. But she's giving her teacher a tough time about doing her work, and it's getting worse. It came to a head yesterday, while I was in her class, she wanted to be on the computers, but was supposed to be writing. she sat through 3 rotations, crying and refusing to do her work. once the time ran out and she was on her way to library, it was like nothing happened. oy.
We had a long and thoughtful chat yesterday after school, and I feel like I got through. I have a conference with her teacher next week, so that will be interesting. Just thoughts tonight. I'm too sleepy to draw.
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