Must Be Doing Something Right

Me & the Beebs just got back from a parent-teacher conference. Bad mommy that I am, I managed to miss the one in the fall. (Bad mommy! Bad mommy!) I wasn't going to miss this one, so even though I had totally forgotten about it until I was reminded by the school marquee, I hauled the boy-child back to school (after a snack at Sonic), hoping to find an open time slot. Turns out PT conferences are more of a come-and-go sort of thing, so I walked right in.

As the parent of an only child who spent very little time in daycare and none in preschool, I had my worries at the start of the school year. I really didn't know what to expect, and I imagined all sorts of scenarios, from him being the class clown to the class reject to the troublemaker to the quiet one... well, you get the idea.

Turns out I was worried about nothing. He got a glowing review from his teacher. The whole class has moved on to first-grade math, but it's addition and subtraction, and he was doing that on his own at the beginning of the school year. They split into reading groups, and she put him with some kids that don't read as well - not because he's not reading well, but so that he can help the others learn. He reads the story to his partner, then his partner reads it back, and Bebo has to correct him if necessary. His handwriting has improved drastically since the start of the year, and academically, he's just doing a great job.

She also told me that he practically never complains, is always well-behaved, and plays very well with the other kids. I was highly amused to hear that he's also the funniest kid in the class - she writes down the cute things the kids say, and apparently he keeps her busy. :)

So yeah, I'm tickled to death. Sometimes I wonder that God saw fit to bless me with such a precious little boy.