Today Sandy came home early because she had testing. Mike put her to work washing and waxing our car. And naturally it is suppose to rain on Sunday. Oh well, it needed it. Anyway I took the time that Sandy was otherwise occupied to clean out her dresser and closet. Any clothes that she had not worn in the past three months or was what I determined to be too small was put into a large garbage bag. I ended up with two bags stuffed to the gills (do garbage bags even have gills?). I put the bags in our room figuring that if I put them in the garage Sandy would go through them and pick out what she felt she still needed. However I forgot to take into account that we have two kittys that just love to shred plastic of any sort. So I walked into our room a few hours later to find one bag shredded. I hope no one swallowed any pieces. I guess we will find out soon enough. Mike then tried to get Sandy to rake our back yard. She had no clue and did not get a clue on how to do it even after Mike showed her several times. I will have to go out tomorrow and finish what she didn't do and she can follow behind me and pick up the piles.
We got an email from Sandy's contact and Algebra 1 teacher. It seems she is a distraction in the tutoring class as well as her Biology class. She takes after her father, she talkes too much. She is no longer allowed to have any time on the school computer unless a teacher insists on it. The only reason Sandy is doing and turning in her work is because of this teacher. Both the Algebra and the Biology teacher feel that she can do the work, she is just lazy and refuses to do it. Mike and I feel that it would be better if Sandy was put into Special Education classes, at least for the time being. Until she decides that she wants to pass her Freshman year and eventually graduate. In a strange way this news is encouraging..................to us anyway. It's kind of nice to know that we are not the only ones that Sandy is giving a hard time to.
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