What to do about Dylan.
Dylan came home with “a sign on his folder” last night. That means instead of getting a smiley face sticker (or, a fish sticker, which he seemed to be coming home with a lot of), his teacher wrote notes on his sheet for me. Dylan hasn’t been paying attention. Dylan has been being too silly. Dylan isn’t making good decisions. Dylan lost one of his reading books apparently, too; so this morning I sat down and wrote the “I’m sorry my son isn’t behaving” email. It’s so weird to me–my mom didn’t have email to my teacher when I was a kid. (not like my real mom would have cared anyways, but…) Anyways, she wrote back and said thank you, and said that she is going to make a “contract” with him today. I wonder what that will entail… Dylan really is a great kid–I know this is just a phase he’s going through–but he’s going to have to do without his video game until he can learn how to pay attention again. Scott thinks the video game is killing his attention span, but I’m not sure if I agree with that. I just think it’s a phase. I hope it’s a phase.
And on this day,
2005… ugh… I was doing a paper for school.
2004… always too much laundry to do.
2003… no post.
2002… boy, I’d love to be 148 again.
2001… it always seems to be about losing weight.
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