Brandon had his first day of school on Thursday. Again. We had a couple of issues with him at Benjamin Franklin and decided to yank him out of there and put him in the neighborhood school. His teacher (Miss Ritter) was VERY stern. That's understandable, because we go to a traditional school. The curriculum is very hard and they need to learn discipline. HOWEVER, he is only in kindergarten. No rug. No feel goods. Nothing fun. No singing happy birthday or even recognizing it for that matter. He had straight A's, but he cried every day. His aide was HORRIBLE. The least likely Tiffany you would ever see. Not the cute cheerleader type you would imagine. Fat, miserable and MEAN! She yelled and one day while we there (at Brandon)and I was shocked.
So after speaking with the teacher, and nothing changing, we pulled him.
Great choice! He is LOVING his new class. Fun, nice Mrs. Fierro made him feel welcome and he was shocked by all the bright colors and the treehouse in the room. Wow! Also, he can wear whatever shoes he wants, and shorts (no uniforms.) Whoa. Amazing. The only tricky part is he is now in school all day long. Long for him, but INCREDIBLY JOYOUS for me.