Our Vinnie wanted to go to "real" school.
Today was his first day of public school and his first day of second grade.
He began second grade and I have to say my self confidence is waining. He told me that he wrote about his summer. I asked him what he wrote and he said,
"Roller Coaster and Fair."
I'm like, ummm..."Is that all you wrote?"
He said, "Yes"
I asked him how he spelled it. He said...
I took a deep breath and said,
"So that's what you wrote huh?"
"Yes and Mrs Fischer said I was totally wrong and helped me write Roller Coaster and Fair.
I drew a picture too."
"Oh Really," I said, "What did you draw?"
"I drew a picture of bugs and me and the bugs with me walking into our house."
I am so afraid to meet this teacher.
To make matters worse I snapped some pictures willy nilly today after school for this little blog here and posterity's sake and what should I see but his teacher in the background looking at me with a look of....well....I don't know...
Is that a look of, "Oh that must be Vinnie's mom." or a look of
"Why is she taking pictures of him in second grade?" or a look of....
"This is the woman who failed miserably teaching this child to spell."
I CAN'T TELL!