Friday, 1 July 2011

Distraction from anticipation

*clicks refresh on the Stampin' Up page*

Our Princess is letting out little sighs of agony from having been far too active on her first day back at school, in between little sighs of contentment from being well and on school holidays.

So, Trickey is home and watching "Are you being served". I am stroking my ... If I type Mrs. Slocum's famous phrase, I'll probably get all sorts of unwanted visitors. *giggles*

*ahem* So, to rephrase, while patting my DivaCat, I am sitting at the computer and have been since Utah's midnight, constantly clicking on the US Stampin' up website to see when they will load the new catalog for 2011-12. The Spanish one is there and was exciting, providing many glimpses of exciting new designs, but I am hanging out for the full, complete US version!

*clicks refresh* Gimme, gimme, gimme, I want to admire your pretty new toys! *clicks refresh again*

The last day of school holds a special excitement for Mama's. Except for my Marmie, cos it meant a day of reading about bad behaviour, erratic academia and invited her to do horrible things like "Parent/Teacher interviews", which gave them a personal chance to tell her how difficult, obstinate and frustratingly brilliant her lovely little darlings were. My sister and I knew this day as, "Be vewwy, vewwy quiet. Be silent and still. Not climbing the roof today, no raiding Marmie's wardrobe and makeup, no eating all the banana flavoured toothpaste on THIS day."

My daughter always gets hugs for "good behaviour" on report day. Then I call Marmie to read part to her, just so she gets to know what it's like to hear that a descendant of hers has "excellent classroom manners and interacts well with others".

So, today was the day that the large white envelope comes home with the child.

It gives a glimpse into the life they live in that different world called "Primary school". How they are going academically and socially. It's also an indication of how well your child gets along with that particular teacher.

*clicks refresh and starts scouring Stampin' up forums*

This year, she has an awesome teacher with enviable social skills and thinks he's just lovely.
She adores the other Grade 6 teacher, too, because he is silly and loves maths. Which also describes her. ;-)

I've already scanned in her report, sent it to my Mum and her tutors. Does that give you an idea of how awesome this report is?!

*Princess comes in for a cuddle, leaning on chairs to take weight off her legs and hanging from the chin up bar with a sigh of relief*

Not only is she advancing, but from the descriptions she is advancing in the specific issues that her tutors are dealing with. Awesome! We found what worked!

*Glasses
*Chiropractor for scoliosis
*Circus training for confidence
*Diet altered
*Sleep pattern established after 8 years of doctors visits and one lovely aromatherapist
*Plus tutors of awesome who work on her educational skills and social/inner confidence skills.

It seems a long list, and a looooooong time trying to figure out why my booful and so clever little preppie Princess hated looking at books, but I know people with longer lists who are still searching, so all I feel is a sense of relief and delight.

I will sleep better, worry less and read this report again tomorrow for a little maternal gloating. ;-)

I will *click refresh* again tomorrow, too, as I think those lovely people in Utah are still asleep and won't put up the new catalogue until after their morning coffee. Or whatever non chemically stimulating morning beveredge they prefer, should they be of the Mormon persuasion.





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