Reality Check

the reality check came as we drive back into the City and picked up the mail. Hmm, it's Kate's report card with some disturbing comments about her attentiveness to her day job: Going to school. And after a stern talk about a test that her teacher said she might fail....I relaxed. Because I had done my best parent act. Until we got to school later in the week to have a face to face with her home room teacher who also said alot of words about lack of attention, diligence or lack of and general suck attitude. The parenting dillema kicks in. Am I right in my approach or is my husband right in his much tougher approach. Will the child care how much money we spend on her education? No, but she might pay attention when we pay glaring and focused attention. Which was how yesterday seemed to have worked out. Another merciful day at work for me so that I didn't even have to agitate about how to approach the subject in a helpful or unhelpful manner. It seems clear to me that they will all go into therapy so I might as well go ahead and make the mistakes. So I just forgot about it. Well, I did check in several times to make sure that there were no bodies strewn about the house but all seemed to have been copasetic.

We like copasetic.