I've had a crappy week. I actually had a big time mommy meltdown. At my desk at work. And in the ladies room at my office. There is nothing worse than a sobbing secretary.
And The Boy? Every morning he wakes up and tells me that he wants to go to a new school. Some mornings he's more anxious than others. He cries. I have no idea why. He can't tell me. It really sucks when there is absolutely no communication between a school and the home.
The Boy has made great progress this school year...but. There's a really big BUT. A but so big, I really can't get into it.
So I could really use some smiles and sunshine. (It's been raining all week in NYC) Ryan always makes me smile.
And I may need to watch Dirty Dancing this weekend.
I am a new reader. I wanted to comment on the school communication. My daughters school has a notebook that goes back and forth to school for communication. One of my therapists suggested gluing in pages to help teachers write a note. Today L played with ______.ReplyDelete
Activities were _________.
She struggled with _________.
I don't know if that would help, but I know it is so hard when they can't tell you about their day.