Just one day...just one...

It would be nice to have just one day where my youngest actually wanted to go to school rather than to stall, dread it and as we start walking ask "can't we just turn around"....

It's not just the situation related to the EHW though that helps make me feel as if this whole putting her in TPS thing was a huge mistake. I can't say it's because of my youngest's grades, she's doing excellent in that department. I talked to her teacher friday and the suggestion of talking to the school counselor was made. I talked to her about that even though I had a feeling she'd say it wouldn't help because first of all she's not the problem and second given the experience with the EHW she doesn't trust that anything she said would be kept confidential. Can't say I blame her.

If it wasn't for the non-support I'm getting from both my husband and her father on pulling her I would have already pulled her. It's pretty sad when I know that she would learn more at home though I'm sure the hours spent on Thursday learning how to do the Macarena and the day they watched movies and had pizza because there was no sub for the other sixth grade class are really important lessons that she'd miss. (Yes I am being sarcastic - I don't send my child to school to have her waste a good portion of the day learning how to entertain people for some school program.)

The only thing she does enjoy about going there is her teacher, if it wasn't for that it would be even more difficult but if things keep the way they are, that's not going to be enough. Then yes, I'll do what I think is best for her despite what Miguel or her Dad thinks about it. I realize that there are things in life that all of us have to do that we aren't crazy about, and that learning how to get along with people, even people who are jerky to you is also a part of life. Yet I also know it doesn't have to be that way...