I sat down to the dinner table to the words of my Mother:
Well, since we’re all sittin here, we need to have an intervention conversation.
It went downhill from there. She wants Alannah in a private or christian school. Why? Because SHE doesn’t see MY kid doing 6 hours of work a day. We spent the better part of an hour with my intelligence being insulted, Alannah’s requests being ignored, HER intelligence being insulted….all because Mom wants a PROFESSIONAL to interpret Alannah’s yearly test scores.
She read the report and keeps focusing on the word “average” – as in “Why do you want Alannah to be just average?” and she apparently doesn’t want to believe what she’s reading. I am rather proud that my 11-year-old daughter is an average 7-TH GRADER. [For those without children - most 11-year old kids are in the 5th/6th grade]
Mom has control issues. And it irritates the everloving SHIT out of her that she has no control in the situation.
I have never fought so hard the urge to pack a load of clothes in the van, take the kids and hit the highways.
Holy Crap Nuggets!!! I would lose my mind if my mother dared talk to me that way about my children. Unbelievable! You have every right to be proud of your daughter for being average. Average today is far above and beyond anything that was average for us at that age. Praise your daughter, like you already do, and tell your mom to bud out!
I remember my mother asking me if all I ever wanted to be was average…well you know how that story goes
You are the bestest lady I’ve ever sawed. love ya