Ditties by the Middie

When she got home from church Father's Day Sunday. She was asked what she did while there. Her response "Colored, ate some bread, drank some blood." They obviously had communion. She took an abnormally large piece from the loaf but enjoyed every minute of it.

There are a TON of little frogs here now. When I say little, think the size of a cricket little. The Middie decides to catch one (runs and squeals from the normal size frogs though). She was holding it between two fingers to show me and says "I know he is still alive because I ca see bubbles coming out his mouth." Poor little tiny froggy.

You gotta love that crazy little girl although I am still not happy with her last 'brilliant idea' of rinsing the toothpaste off her finger in the toilet bowl b/c her sister was in the way of the sink. grrr....

Crazy kid.

*sigh*

I saw what I feel is a preview of a time to come for me. I had a parent teacher conference after school today with a parent who was at her wits end. Her DD either had A's or F's. Literally was choosing whether or not to do the work. Mom has had her to 2 different alternative type schools. On meds that she would not take. In therapy sessions where she would not talk. As a parent what do you do then? Seriously? Mom has taken the computer away and during the conference her cell phone, she had a hired driver (she says) for the student so she can come early to school and stay after for tutoring. She says her daughter has self esteem issues and she even sent her to fitness camp last summer. Student apparently is good in art. I felt bad for the daughter but how can I a lowly teacher help? Then I flashed forward to middle DD sitting in the hot seat and me as the mother. I still don't know the right course of action. I want to know how to help but how do you help some one who won't even 'try' to understand or merely bother to copy something off the front board? Guess this is one of the many reasons I still are stoopid.