Mr. Sensitive & A Little Rascal

     Yesterday was Parent/Teacher Conference Day since it was a holiday and there was no school.  I have never been to one before because I am a big baby and I send Phillip instead.  This year though it happened to land on a Friday and since Phillip is off on Fridays I decided it was my time to go and face the teachers.  When I was in Elementary I was extremely nervous around teachers especially if I was reprimanded in the littlest bit, I can still remember the knots I would get in my stomach. I guess this has never gone away because whenever the guys get a frowny face or a note sent home I freak out! Lol.

     If I was a teacher(thank the Lord I am not!)I would automatically assume that any bad behavior shown by a student would be because of their home life and/or how their parents were raising them.  Am I wrong?  So, when my oldest says a bad word or "potty word" as they say in school I think, "oh great...I am the potty mouth mom and that's all my fault! Now I do believe there are some exceptions, for instance I do not dig in my nose and eat boogers like a certain child that lives under this roof and neither does Phillip.  I know, yuck! But...aside from that kinda stuff I think it's safe to assume that your kid is a reflection of you, maybe not the whole reflection but definitely some specks. 

     Jacob's teacher meeting was first and I got to speak to both of his teachers, who seem like the perfect Kindergarden duo.  They started sharing some funny stories with me about Mr. Sensitive right away.  He has always been an emotional little guy so hearing this didn't shock me.  Apparently Jake asked to go to the restroom one day last week and he was gone longer than normal.  Another teacher had found him sobbing, sitting in a corner in the hallway on top of some boxes and she brought him back to class. Jake told his teacher he was crying because he had no money for the school store.  I had given both boys money that day for ice cream and Jake's teacher suggested that he could use his money for school store instead but he wouldn't get ice cream if he did.  He said no to that idea real quick. Hah!

     His teacher's told me he is a sweet boy and it breaks their heart to see him cry.  They said with most kids crying is a way to get attention and it's usually fake because they stop when they're told but with Jacob he has to cry it out because he wears his heart on his sleeve for sure.  Of course his Daddy says this is the result of too much "titty time" as a baby, haha!  He nursed until he was 2, longer than any of the other boys. I was pleased to hear that he does really well in school, he loves learning, and is very excited to be reading.  The teacher's were glad that I get to help chaperone the upcoming field trip.  Of course I volunteer to go see The Nutcracker on stage. ;)
After that was over I was able to exhale and calm down a bit, but not for long since I had to walk down to Jesse's class and do it all over again.

     Jesse's teacher is hilarious!  She makes me feel ancient since she is 23 years young.  This is her first year to teach as a homeroom teacher, she'd only been an aid before so I don't think she's burnt out yet. Lol!  She does seem like a really fun teacher though and you can tell she loves her kids by the way she talks about them.  She cracked me up with her ability to act and sound exactly like my Little Rascal!  She said Jes is one of those students who is quick to learn everything but it's a matter of getting him to sit and do it.  He loves math the most, and he soo did not get that from me.  He's not a big fan of artwork like coloring or drawing, he gets frustrated if whatever he's drawing isn't perfect and gives up.  Apparently I was the only parent who didn't get to take home a portrait because that turkey head didn't complete his the day before!

     We laughed a lot about his mischievous side and she told me she wished she had a punching bag or treadmill in the corner of her room so he could get his aggression all out; implying that he was "all boy".  She informed me that he comes up to her and hugs her during class and even sits by her at lunch often sharing his chips with her because they're her favorite. I dunno if he has a crush or if he has figured out how to be naughty and nice at the same time.  It sounds like the same kinda stuff Daddy does to get out of trouble with me! Lol!

     I walked out of the school smiling and laughing to myself but I was so relieved to hear good things about Mr. Sensitive and Little Rascal.  I told Phillip I dunno how we did it but so far the first 2 are turning out okay, haha!  ;)