Not so Bad

Okay, well, at least I found out that the font button doesn't actually change the font in this particular site.

I tried to get a long with yesterday, but there was more fighting, even after I posted to you. Last week Abbie left her ballet shoes at the studio. We noticed long before we were home. I had planned to retrieve them last night, but...they were no longer there. The infuriating part is that, since I knew I would have to take Grant to T-ball and since it was Abbie's first time "flying solo" if you will, I had put her ballet shoes on her before leaving, and asked the instructor if she would help Abbie changer her shoes. She said yes, so I left Abbie's tap shoes in the actual classroom, and not in the dressing room. So now I have to wonder if Abbie misplaced them, or if the young instructor did. Worse than that is the fact that both teachers are feigning memory loss about that conversation, and neither they nor the owner have seen any extra ballet shoes lying around. At first I thought maybe Abbie put them in the wrong bag and someone else ended up with them, but the other moms seem to think they have the right shoes. Don't know how to handle this one...if they make me buy new shoes right before recital (especially since I have absolutely no intention of her continuing with this group next year) I will be seeing red. Maybe she can borrow. Let's hope.

And then Abbie wasn't feeling well in the evening. Long night. Josh isn't feeling well today. I still plan to go to taiko, though. Especially since I have no idea if I will be able to on Thursday. I almost definitely won't be able to next Thursday.

I almost forgot to mention - Abbie's dance costumes came in last night. Very fancy!

Not much else is going on. I love my mom's dogs, but am ready for them to go home now. I actually talked to her a little while ago. All is well, they are on the train back to Colorado. It's running a little late, but they should still get to Brother's place tonight. They are probably staying at his place tomorrow and tomorrow night, and then they will make their way back to MO.

The end of the school year is approaching! I haven't decided how I feel about that just yet. But there are so many surprise end of school requests and expenses. I really wish they could give us a little notice. Today, Grant is having a pretend camp out during library time. We were told to provide a large bag of skittles. Not exactly gonna break the bank, but I don't think I was ever asked this sort of thing when I was little. And we didn't provide snacks once a month for the class, either. I'm starting to feel extra annoyed with the public school system again. The fund raising thing still makes me see red, too. Why would a state government bother to give money to a school that goes out and raises its own? And I still insist that my child is learning nothing of value by being told sell worthless crap door-to-door. More importantly than all of this, is the fact that a real educator could teach children with nothing but an empty room. I've seen it done. So all this excess is less about teaching and more about looks, and that just pisses me right off. And how am I supposed to teach my children that if you can't afford something - you do without, if the school is sending them fund raising papers and telling them to have their parents be sure to take them to work?!?!!?!?

Do I think the schools should get more money? Yes. Do I think it should go primarily to the teachers? Yes. Do I think that a little fund raising three times a schoolyear is not a big deal and teaches unity and helpfulness? No. No, no, no. And - NO! Fund raisers are for the volunteer members of an extracurricular activity. As long as school is compulsory, you will NOT be sending a begging form home with my kid.

Did I mention that I don't approve of child-powered public school fundraising?

We are all fine, today. Well, except that Josh doesn't feel well. It's been a quiet day. And I got a little bit of photo work done for taiko.

Pretty soon, I ought to go and shower and stuff. It's nearly time to feed the herd of dogs and get ready for Grant to come home and dinner and all of that.

Hope your week is a good one.