Second Day of School

Yesterday was a hard day for my daughter.   There was a lot of rebelling and a lot of silliness and none of it made sense.  She was getting into more and more trouble and she wasn't backing down, even though she knew it was only getting worse.   I know defiance from her and believe me, she has a lot of gumption, but this was something else. 

At the very end of the night when she'd lost miserably and had lost so many privileges she had very little more to lose, she gave in mentally and told us about her day.   If she had told me in the beginning, things might have been different.  But when she got in the car from school she lied about multiple things, making it sound as though the day were very bad, and then said she was joking.   Which was a good thing, because some of the stories weren't good. 

We had a conversation about how she got accommodations for her visual impairment but that hers were not the same as her classmate, Aditi, because Aditi's needs and vision was different.   She was thinking she was being treated unfairly and her blindness was being used against her.   This is a common phrase with her, and I can understand her worry.  

She's talking about it though, which overall is good.  We talked about how Aditi getting to sit at the front of the class on the carpet was probably something Aditi didn't want to do, but she had to ask and had been told to self advocate so that she could see what the teacher was doing.  This wasn't being treated special just because she was the teacher's pet, and it was something Aditi probably would prefer not to have to do. 

There were other things but it was clear she was very worried about school this year.   Today in the car on the way to school things weren't much better.   But when she got home today boy were things a whole different thing.  My daughter was happy and giddy and she talked about school and I think, thankfully, she's going to really enjoy fourth grade. 

The Big Boy Tiny Girl First Night Out Event:  There is a bounce house and Kona Ice and other fun things over at the clubhouse for First Night Out.  My son helped with the sand bags to hold the tents down.   We're heading over now.  My daughter will probably spend the entire time in the bounce house and will be drenched from the rain by the time we leave.