The Life of a Frog...

So, Maddy brought home a book to read from school. It was the life of a frog. She had to draw a picture and write something about the book. Now granted the book was about the frog's life. The start of it, the camouflaging, the mating and the death. Oh and how this one frog grows skin over itself to survive in the desert and then when he is done hiding, he rips the skin over his head with his little hand and then proceeds to eat the extra skin. And if you were curious, the Aborigines drink water from the frog if they find one and they are stuck in the desert themselves by slicing one open! Now didn't we all need to know that, because, oh, we are all in FIRST grade.

What is that? It only gets better. If you read further you will find MATING frogs. I am not comfortable talking to my first grader about MATING! Some of you might be, but not me! So Maddy told her teacher that her family didn't like the book, her response was, well you don't have to like it, you just have to read it. WHAT! Am I paying her salary? I know I can't think that way, poor Brian gets that excuse enough. But really, that is how you respond? Ok, so now as Mama bear what do I do? I am obviously going to talk with her, but not sure what to say...

WHATEVER!

Ok, so Maddy my wonderful 6 year old, first grader that I was just bragging about in my last post, didn't like what I was saying to her today and said whatever to me. I got an eye roll and everything! I called my mom for advice, she talked me down and I calmed down. Really, How would you handle something like this? I can see why some people home school. The attitude and exhaustion she has is just making me stronger. Because what doesn't kill us, makes us stronger!

My first grader is doing great!

Maddy is LOVING her class. And as for me I am LOVING her class too. I have definitely found a little niche with the other moms and I absolutely love her teacher, well so far. Maddy has gotten over the gitters and the Mom I think I am going to throw ups. Thank goodness. I was not sure how much longer I could put up with it. A friend of mine was pointing out I might want to have a little more compassion. I guess I was little once too and nervous. Who Me?

This was the first week of homework, why do they do that? The first week of homework was a short one, brutal! Not as much time to complete the work and the FIRST week to hand it out? We still have one sheet to do and it is due tomorrow. I am hoping we get into a rhythm and work it out.

She is also exhausted, but having a hard time going to sleep. I put her to bed around 7:30, because no matter what time she goes to bed when the rooster is up so is she. I was like that. I can remember doing Mousercize (Mickey lead aerobics) at 6:00am on the weekends... I know what a nerd I was.

The attitude is killing me right now with her. I have so much fun with her sometimes and other times, she argues, sasses me, treats me like I am dirt. And that is just the short of it. I try not to take it personally, but easier said than done. Especially if you know me, I am an emotional person anyways, this just fuels the fire. I am hoping this faze fades soon. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger...