Poor AB is still at 3.4 reading level. We don't tell him his kid sister is a stronger reader. However, to his credit, he has been pulling double time in his social studies and science grades. He got 100 on his cell project and an 80 on his last social studies test. What's more, he was very adamant about reading and studying for Friday's unit test. That's huge. My son telling ME he needs to study? Who is that kid? Not MY son! For him the motivation is strong. We revoked all "violent" programming until he had passing grades in everything. For AB, watching Godzi11a or netfl!x tv episodes about prehistoric creatures is violent. His teachers have been complaining that his free writing assignments have been very graphic. So we thought to kill two birds with one stone. Pretty savvy, eh?
I'm loving being back in the classroom... as a helper. Being responsible for lesson plans, progress monitoring, grades, answering to administration, meetings and all of that? Not so much. As in, no. But helping the first grade slow readers is a blast and I really enjoy the teacher I'm helping. We "get each other". We both run a classroom the same way so many times I've been a self-starter in helping her because I know what she's aiming for. She really appreciates the help because some of the students have some behavior concerns. Still don't know if I'm up for going back for more education for myself to get certified for public educating (I was private sector all those years). Thinking about it. But only thinking. Right now, I'm enjoying the instant rewards of helping little ones learn /ch/ and /tch/ sounds.
AB got fitted for his dental appliance today. $900 smackers on the dental card. Time to start quilting to earn the money to pay that bill.
Next week Medicaid reviews Sissy's case for approval of more time or discharge. I'm doing everything in the world that I can do to NOT think about it. I'm not being very successful. I'm twitching. A lot.
Twitching = not cool.