New Boots

We had Jarom's parents evening on Tuesday. His teacher Mrs Clark sang his praises, she really did know the character of our boy. I'm so pleased. She said that he's quite brilliant at Maths and Reading beyond a child she has ever taught. They are pitching work to his level and he is responding well. They gave the children a little test the other day - quite a difficult one, meant for children several years older to see how they would respond. Jarom got 27/30 - the highest mark. Jarom had mentioned this to me the other day, and typical me, I responded with - 'That's brilliant, but what happened to the other 3 marks, why didn't you get 30?'. Mrs Clark laughed at my reaction. I'm really not a pushy mum, am I? I remember loving maths and getting top marks on tests, and I still remember some of those lost marks, and errors I made in my work. I guess I wanted Jarom to see there's still room for improvement, he does tend to rest on his laurals.

So, because we really don't praise Jarom enough, or recognise how fantastic he is, I bought him a pair of football boots. They were on sale - only £8, what a bargin! He really does deserve them. And he's so pleased. I laced them up and fitted them on him last night before we sat down together to read 'Harry Potter' and the scriptures together, and he didn't want to take them off. I should explain that he's started playing football with his friends on a Saturday morning in the park and has just been playing in trainers that don't fit him well. He's so excited to meet up with Dominic and Bradley on Saturday - let's just hope the weather is good, it's forecasted to snow.

Well, it's Tayler's parents evening next week, I'm not sure I'm looking forward to that one. Although he's doing well achedemically, he's a really pickle in the class room. I'm actually starting to go in now on Friday mornings to help out with reading etc, just to make up for my troublesome son.