So, we got through the imp's parent teacher conference. He's behind. We knew that. We also know that he's going to need a lot of work to catch up.
What we didn't know is that he stares off into space and daydreams until his teacher calls him back to earth. This is not...unsurprising, really--both of us did that. But it is going to need some work to teach him when it's appropriate and when it isn't.
She also complimented us on his manners, and on his empathy (which I'm thanking God he somehow learned), and on his remaining quiet and non-disruptive, even if he's not paying attention like he should. And on his math skills.
So, yeah--lots of work, lots of negatives (which we already knew), and lots of positives.
And yesterday afternoon, while the kids were napping, his grandparents called and asked for an overnight visit. Odysseus will be picking him up from the halfway point tomorrow.
I had a college friend visit this afternoon. That was incredibly pleasant, and the pixie just completely adored her. The cats seemed...not enthusiastic, but not opposed. They liked her, just not as much as they like TCA.
Then again, they think TCA belongs to them. Cats. What are you going to do?
I'll be supervising a workshop day as of Monday. Which means that Wednesday evening, I'll be organizing to grade papers, again. It's the fourth paper in 11 weeks, so...yeah.
Putting a pause on the writing, as much as I can, for the moment--besides picking up papers to grade, I'm reading the third draft of a friend's excellent work. I'm hoping to be able to get word back before I pick papers up, but I never know when the muse is going to blind side me--like it did last Sunday in the car, on the way to the next large town over.
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