Parent Teacher conferenceYesterday was officially my 5th parent teacher conference for Annie Kate. Yes, they had them in preschool where we lived and I loved it! And yesterday marks the 5th time I have sat in the little desk and cried! Everytime they talk to me about Annie Kate and what she is doing, how she is doing, experiences with other kids, I just start to cry, a happy cry not a sad cry. I am such a crier. I cried watching Nancy Pelosi on T.V. when she found out she was the new speaker of the house, even though I probably would not have voted for her. And this was on a treadmill at the gym... crying! I cry when I watch a football team win on T.V. I cry when talking about planning Annie Kate's baptism. I cry over almost over all of Jeff's patients. I cry anytime I see the soldiers at Walter Reed and want to run and hug them. I just cry a lot!
These poor teachers that will have to deal with me crying about my kids for years and year.
Is there by any chance anyone else who cries when they talk to their teachers about their kids?
These poor teachers that will have to deal with me crying about my kids for years and year.
Is there by any chance anyone else who cries when they talk to their teachers about their kids?
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funny you mention it...I was teary too but I didn't know why. I thought it was because I was tired...but now that I think about it...it is kind of nice/sweet/overhwehlming to hear how good/grownup/smart your children are, huh?
I have a question for you, the queen of creative cute things. I want to make Christmas cards this year, simple (using our favorite scrapbooking program) and I am STUMPED. How does one tie the ribbon so it looks nice? Do I add a charm? Have you made some cards you would be willing to show so that those of us that are better copiers than creaters can get the ideas going? I don't know if you take requests...but after checking out the links for ribbon on your side bar I am feeling overwhelmed and excited at the same time.
I might cry!!!
I didn't cry, but I felt sad that someone told me that the Schmip outright refuses to sing in Singing time at Nursery. Then later I put him to bed and sang quietly the Sunbeam Song. He started to finish the measures and I was blind-sided. I still didn't cry. The only time I ever cried about the Schmip doing anything, was when I took him to see Curious George and we were the only ones in the theatre. When it was over he said, "thanks Dad." I felt bad becaus eAmanda was in SLC with ASher and since I worked 3rd shift at Under Paid Slaves, I would have to say good night to him at a friends house and pick him up later.
ok see Bevan you just made me cry!
Kristy, I also have loose ducts--tear ducts that is. I cry over most things as well, my mom and my sisters are the same way--do you think it's genetic??
I cried yesterday as I dropped my boys off for school.
These older boys were playing football and one of the boys hit my Ridge with the football as he was walking into school.
The boy apologized to Ridge and had him give him a HIGH 5 but still I cried over the fact that not all the kids will be nice enough to apologize and some will try and hurt my son on purpose.
I cannot protect my kids at school from mean kids and bullies and that makes me weep just typing it.
Dana
Nope, I've never cried in parent-teacher conferences. But then, I hardly ever cry. What a tenderheart you are!
I tear up very easily over lots of little things - especially my kids and husband and new babies and such, not to mention sad things like cancer and death - sends me over the edge. :)
I think it definetly runs all along the Rassy side of our family. Elisa's a crybaby, I'm a crybaby, Julia's a crybaby...maybe it's just us females. Maybe it's too much estrogen or whatever that hormone is that we get from eating too much of the beef or chicken grown on farms by the millions who eat steroid loaded grains. Did you hear that Suzanne Somers is against injecting ourselves with horse estrogen? Um, duh. And thanks for the Happy Halloween!
I just teared up in my parent teacher conference last week when the teacher told me my daughter leads the class in counting to 100. Needless to say I have loose ducts also.
We are SO related!! I actually think it's in the male side of our family too..they just get sarcastic to blow it off.
Apparently I'm a rock. I rarely cry, but often get choked up, but as soon as I think about being choked up then I stop--it's like I break the spell or something. Weird.
I tear up pretty much EVERY week during singing time in Primary. It's so amazing to hear the children sing about the gospel.
I tear up at commercials, The Biggest Loser, when my husband watches Overhaulin, any time we sing "Families can be together forever" at church, and sometimes just talking about my son. Yes, I am a cryer.
I cried yesterday when Lindsey took the hands of two of her friends, so they could walk into preschool together. Just seeing their little hands made me tear up. I'm a crier. I cried last night when Emmet won Dancing with the Stars! Kristi, you are not alone!
Oh I can relate to the tears! I'm sure people think I must have permanent watery eyes, since it happens so often! You are not alone!
People wonder why I don't wear a lot of makeup...its because I am a cryer over the littlest things. I've become better about it but it's because I have long nails and I dig them into my palms all the time to stop the flow. I thing it's a good thing to be a "cryer" because it shows you are not immune to the small sweet things in this life that are often overlooked. At least that's what I tell myself when I have mascara running down from my big puffy eyes. Go ahead and have good cry!
I cry at parent teacher conferences, too. This year my oldest's teacher started to cry with me and brought out a box of tissues. It was great!
You know I am a crier, and I cried more when you kids went to school. The first year your sister was in school, I went to the principal because Heather's teacher ( who was as old as the hills) yelled at the kids. Heather was petrified of her. I went to the teacher first, and she said Heather was so well behaved in class, but so many of the kids couldn't speak English that she was frustrated. I told her that she was afraid. So I went to the principal and he said, "you can cry all you want, but we are not putting your child in another class." So Heather had her first big look at the outside world and stayed in there all year. I think that was the same day I first learned how mean the world can be. By the next year I was toughened up and ready to face the principal, cry or not and demand my child's rights. I still cry over everything though, but especially my family!!
I definitely don't cry at parent teacher, but I will be going monday so we'll see. I think it's cute you do.
From one crier to another---- As a teacher I cried all the time when students came to talk to me about their test scores, when parents talked to me about their daughters, etc. It was quite embarrassing, but if you're a crier, you're a crier!
wow...not really but maybe if something is going on and a cute/good/sad thought I might get teary eye!
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