Student of the Momth

O is many things: Stubborn, funny, chatty, annoying, and also ambitious.  At the beginning of the school year, she had a bit of a problem adjusting to Pre-K rules. New teachers. Some of her friends are younger so they didn’t go with her in the Pre-K class.  The teacher warned her that if she didn’t start listening she won’t be able to make Student of the Month for December. A Student of the Month listens, does her homework and is excited about school.

Three months in, she did.  She was so proud of herself yesterday. Her Dad and I made a big deal about it too.  If you work hard and try very hard, you can be student of the month.  She took that idea and ran off with that idea. “You always have to try.  You never give up!”

That’s my girl!  And after we said, we are so proud of you, she started saying, I am so proud of myself! Me: Because you worked hard, and tried, and didn’t give up. Yes, Mommy, that’s what I said.

Then this morning, all of that was erased, as she freaked out because we ran out of milk, and I made the most repugnant request of using the milk from her sippy to put it in her cereal. And that wasn’t the cereal she wanted. It was the other one. And the pillow is in the wrong place. Not like that, like this. And the light is in my eye (the light was down the hall).  And then she said, I don’t want to go to school.

I guess the month of January is not her month!


About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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