Not only did Bee get separated from all of her friends (I know she will make more friends – we just LOVE these ones), but she also got the “playtime” kindergarten teacher.
Not the one I specifically requested a few months ago from the principal.
Yes, I AM that mom.
And now I get to be THAT MOM who marches in to the school office and demands that my kid get put in the class that I want her in.
Or I could just be engulfed by my vagina.
Get it? I could be a huge pussy?
Most likely I will force Mr. Bee over to the school to discuss things with the principal since I’ve already done a bunch and I super suck at confrontation (see as reference: my life). Any suggestions from parents who have been in my position before and/or teachers who could suggest a way to not completely insult everyone and still get what I want?
Oh, and my name is totally going on that “moms who suck” list in the teachers’ lounge now.
Song title: Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry]]>
NO, I’m not an absent parent.
I prefer OBLIVIOUS parent.
See, Bee’s school operates a little differently. There is not one, but two full day kindergarten classes and for the first week of school, the teachers switch off teaching different groups of children. They switch and mix and mix and switch and then finally, TODAY, they choose who will teach which students.
Can you say nerve wracking?!
I won’t lie, I definitely have a favorite teacher. And yes, I am THAT parent who emails the principal declaring the giftedness of my child and my request for a particular teacher.
I’m assuming that email got me put on some “watch out for this nutcase” list posted in the teachers’ lounge. Probably with photos, doctored with mustaches and pirate eye patches.
So now today I’m sitting nervously wondering if Bee will be in the same class with her new beasties or not (because you know that her little 5-year-old world will collapse in a heap of what-the-fuck if she is not in the same class as her little Musketeers) and hoping and wishing and praying (as much as an atheist can pray, anyway) for my dream kindergarten teacher to snag my “gifted” Bee.
I wonder if her photo is up in the lounge too. She looks really good in eye patches.
Song title: Waiting Game by Van Morrison]]>