Parent-teacher Conference SUCCESS!

So last night was our first parent-teacher conference.  We were understandably a little nervous.  I mean, with some of the stuff this kid comes out with, who knew what the teacher was going to say?  Well, it was all for nothing!  Apparently, she's doing great!  She's finished with the kindergarten reading program, and almost through the 1st grade level.  She'll be starting the 2nd grade level soon.  Her teacher says she thinks Tori might be one of the few who gets through the 5th grade level by the time kindergarten's over!  Wow!  Also, she said Tori's really good in class, and listens well.  Um...really?  Are we still talking about the same kid, here?  Huh.  Well, I guess she is picking some stuff up, though.  Lately, when two grownups are talking, and she wants to say something, she'll stand there and raise her hand.  Ha!  So cute! 

So, all in all, I'd call last night a success!  Peace out!

Soccer and the average 5 year old...

Oh, boy.  Saturday was Tori's soccer game, from the YMCA after-school, six-week soccer program.  It was for K-3rd grade, and these kids were adorable!  Tori was the youngest one, being the only kindergartener in the program, and it... kind of showed.  She did pretty good, for her age, but, well, there were times she sort of forgot she was in a soccer game or got bored or something.  Hee!  At one point, she started doing somersaults on the field!  But, she did good, running after the ball.  And at least she didn't get hurt!  I've got to say, though, that the guy who coached these kids for six weeks + game day must have the patience of a saint.
      Peace out!

OMG! She's ALIVE!

So, yeah.  Kind of lost this blog in all the madness.  Update-in-a-nutshell time...
    So, Tori graduated from pre-K, Jimmy had surgery, I hurt my ankle, and Tori started Kindergarten.  Are we all caught up now?  Hehe.
    So, my baby's now a Kindergartener, at a real, big-kid, elementary school.  I'm finally starting to come to terms with that, I think.  She's learning to read, and she. is. amazing!  She was the first one in her class to finish the 'reading readiness' program, and she's almost halfway through her first reading folder.  This teacher she has?  Awesome!
    I can't even believe some of the stuff they're learning in Kindergarten, though.  Computers, science -- she can tell you ALL about invertebrates -- math, and logic... I didn't know some of this stuff until junior high!
    She also did the YMCA after-school soccer program, and loved it.  Her coach said she was faster than almost all of the other kids, which isn't all that impressive, until you realize that the program was for K-3rd grade.  Their end-of-program game is Saturday.  That...should be interesting.  Haha.
    Okay.  I'll try to remember to post here occasionally.  'Til then, Peace out!

ACK! What a couple of weeks!

Wow.  No time for blogging the past couple of weeks.  Tori's school closed, and we were very bummed about that.  But!  She's starting her new school tomorrow, and it seems like a pretty good one!  Okay, y'all.  I have a lot of cute to make up for.  So now, in no particular order, Tori:  Winter vacation edition.

We had a great Christmas, but nothing too exciting happened, other than pretty much everyone getting a cold.  Tori got some 'Zoobles', and let me just say, these are sooooo adorable.  They're little plastic animal thingys, that lock into the shape of a ball.  Then, when you put them on something metal, they pop open!  So cool.  So, Tori's outside with Jimmy, and she sticks the Zooble on the car.  Well, the car being metal, it pops open.  She yells, "Wow!  It even pops on the CAR!  Oh, I gotta put this on Facebook."  Yeah.  No lie, guys.  She's...yeah.

The little things lined up on the hood are the Zoobles.

Also, she likes looking through the scope.  xD

So, then yesterday, she's coloring with gel pens, and she gets done with a really pretty picture.  She goes, first to Jimmy, then to me, "There.  I'm done!  Log online and get your own picture to color!"  Yeah, we've really gotta cut down on her TV time.  *facepalm*  Peace out! 

What to do with a preschool diva?

So, yesterday when I picked Tori up, her teacher had another 'Tori story' for me.  Oh, boy.  Tori's group was supposed to be playing with puzzles, at the table.  Tori didn't want to play at the table.  Oh, no.  She was sitting on the floor, throwing the puzzle pieces around.  Teacher tells her she needs to sit at the table, or whatever.  Tori yells, "No!  I don't want to do that!"  Long story -- er -- short-ish, she ends up sitting in the office for a while, then tells her teacher that she's better, and that she "threw the bad attitude away, outta my head."  *sigh*

Also, she was apparently the instigator in an incident where she ended up getting her whole group of friends to start saying they were going to 'tell on' the teacher.  To whom?  No clue.  So we had a little chat on the way home, but she'll find a loophole.  She always finds a loophole.

Time to pick her up.  I'm sure I'll have more to blog about, later.  Peace out!

Early one Morning...

Tori:  I don't wanna!
Me:  Tor, you have to get dressed for school.
Tori:  No!  I wanna watch 'Risty cats! (The Aristocats)
Me:  We don't have time for this.  Come here and get your clothes on.
Tori:  No!  (Runs off)  I don't wanna go to school!
Me:  Okay, fine.  But Grandma was going to take you.  Guess I'll call her and tell her you don't want to go.
Tori:  Weeeeellllll...I guess I do want to.
Me:  Works every time.

Seriously, every. single. time.  Ah, bribery.  A mom's best friend.  And no, I'm totally not above fighting dirty to get her dressed and out of the house.  Hopefully, there will be no screaming matches at school today, but if there are, at least I'll have something to blog about.  Peace out!

A highly insulted four year old...

Tori's teacher tells me today that she was yelling at one of her friends this morning.  Turns out, Tori took offense to the fact that the little boy called her a -- wait for it -- 'poo-poo diaper head'.  Folks, you cannot make this stuf up.  *sigh*  So, we had a talk about what would've been a better way to deal with the situation, and we've agreed that the next time someone calls her a poo-poo diaper head, she's just going to ignore him.  And if that doesn't work, she'll quietly tell the teacher.

Of course, I also told Tori that if poo-poo diaper head was the worst thing she ever got called in life, she'd be doing pretty good.  Oh, to be a preschooler!