Friday dawned bright and early, and I went to wake Kate up for school, fully expecting her to have changed her mind and not want to get out of bed. Not so. She very cheerily got up and started getting ready.
When it was time for her to come home, I steeled myself for the tantrum she would surely throw when I insisted we do 'our' work. Not so. Again, she cheerily sat down and went right to work. We were done in record time.
This girl is definitely going to defy all my expectations and keep me guessing.
Monday morning she has her test with the school psychologist. I wonder if she'll want to stay after she's done. I wonder if I'll let her.
Part of me wants to throw up my hands and say, "FINE! Go back to school! See if I care!"
The other part knows that she needs to stay home.
Hmph. Hmph. Hmph.
One week down, 30 more to go....