What’s worse than having to go out on 4 degree morning?
Having to be at the high school for an IEP meeting for a child only marginally in need of educational ‘services.’ She started off high school by voicing a problem with short-answer tests (not multiple choice nor essay) She is now officially in need of ‘services.’ Fine, cut her some slack on short answer tests. But I don’t see the need for a high level summit including a nurse, a psychologist, a social worker, a counselor, a learning disabilities expert, the dean, her advisor and all of her teachers. (Will her wall climbing instructor be there, too?) Granted, I’m still a little peeved at the letter resulting from last year’s meeting. I have it tucked away somewhere. The words ‘hectic and chaotic home life’ still grate on me. I wasn’t able to attend the last meeting. In fact, Rick has advised that I avoid these because I tend to be a little more abrupt than diplomatic. This time dear daughter requested my presence because I also missed conferences in the fall (schedule conflict) and she thinks that the teachers don’t believe that she has a mother. I’m prayiing that I kind be kind and diplomatic at 7:50 on a nasty morning. (Thursday is also my morning to go to 8:00am Mass. I am offering up my annoyance at my schedule being disrupted. I am being kind and pleasant. If I could only stop grinding my teeth...)