Sistah Pat

We went to the National Honor Society induction last night for DGS, Andrew. Turns out, he was one of only twelve kids who made the final cut. Twelve kids out of the entire school. I’m so daggone proud of him. For an ECE kid with a lot of handicaps in his way, he’s climbed to the top 4% of his class. Just goes to show you what dedication and hard work can do. He’s gone from self-contained ECE classes in middle school to full time regular classes with no accommodations and he’s excelled. It really did my heart good to see him beaming with pride. Didn’t do my heart much good when neither his mother or father attended. I told both of them about how important it was and made sure they knew the date and time. Andrew, however, didn’t seem to notice. To his way of thinking, I’m in the mama role and DH is the daddy. And I guess that’s okay.

On the school front, I promised the wild bunch (my 7th graders) I’d take them outside today. They’ve been begging and I told them if they could behave Monday and Tuesday, I’d take them outside. They’ve been really good so I’m going to give it a try. They’ll grab their laptops and we’ll go out in the courtyard and I hope they can enjoy class without acting like a bunch of idiots. I manage to keep them under control but I’ve learned that I have to be on them every minute. If I turn my back on them, someone’s going to act up. If I try to do anything other than give them my full attention, things will fall apart. As long as I keep them busy and keep a tight reign, we can get through each day. I hope they can show me that they can behave if I lighten up a little. It would be nice to do something fun with them these last few days.