50 Little Things #47--Parent/Teacher Conferences

I am so thankful for the opportunity to meet with the parents of my students.  I only met with a dozen parents (I work part-time and have only 50 students); however, I love sharing with them how wonderful their children are.  I love these children have supportive parents, too.

Parent of the Year Entry #2,173

We had to talk our mellow, sedate son into playing intramural basketball (for kindergarteners and first graders).  They play for six weeks:  30 min. practice and a 30 min. game.  Perfect for this age.  My son is actually showing some interest in this activity.

I felt ill on Sunday.  I didn't want to infect anyone, so I did not attend my son's game.  My husband, who informed just this weekend I didn't need an Iphone and he was about to get rid of his since he didn't use it much, did attend the game.  When they came home, I waddled downstairs and asked my son how it went.

"I made a basket!" my son beamed. 
My husband spun around and responded, "You did?!?!"
"Yeah dad, when you were playing on your iphone."
My husband is scheduled to have his iphone surgically removed from . . . well . . .

To daddy's defense, he claims he only had it on for about thirty seconds.  I can neither confirm nor deny this statement.

Parent of the Year Entry #2,172

My son had his big cub scout banquet this past weekend.  I just never imaged how much commitment is required for scouting.  This activity was supposed to be a father/son thing; however, we fired dad, and I played catch up to get my first grader to complete some required activities.  We did not know that we had missed a couple activities for his first level--which needed to be completed before he reached the next level (bear, wolf, tiger . . . I'm not sure of the pecking order here without looking it up).

The night of the banquet they called the ten first graders up on stage.  "Two of our scouts will be receiving TWO badges tonight," the emcee announced.  My son was one of them.  He thought he was something else.  Poor thing didn't know that he had slacker parents and the other eight boys had already earned one of those badges.  Well, he was thrilled and he's caught up.  It's all good.

Mean, Median, & Mode

I think this title summarizes my life--a life that I'm very satisfied with.  I have three children--two girls (6th & 7th grade) and a boy (in kindergarten).  I have average parenting skills.  I'm happily married (the one area I am blessed to be "above average").  I am average height & weight.  Average hair color.  Over the course of a year, I am average in physical fitness.  My intelligence--average.  My social life--average (though on the low end).  My cooking skills--average.  The cleanliness of my house--overall is average.  It's a good life, and one that allows me to empathize with many people. 

Within the first 40 days of 2010, I will officially become a mother of a teenager, and I will turn 40.  I'm hoping my parenting skills will at least maintain their "average" status through these teen years.  As far as 40, average looks pretty good to me!