The Open House

..... Was a total waste of time. Now excuse me while I use the next 2 minutes to complain.

First of all, we were 30 minutes late. Well, I suppose "late" is a relative term. The thing only lasted an hour. You walk in, your kid shows you all the stuff they've been doing, you take home a few things and then you leave.  I put make-up on for this? I go in that class every week to volunteer and I had to go in, at night during my drinking time, FOR THIS?? Big Daddy left work early in the middle of a big project, FOR THIS?? They didn't even serve cookies! NO COOKIES! The nerve.

It was a total bust. Maybe I was over it because I haven't made any friends with the moms. (yeah, 3 weeks left of school, that's how good at alienating myself I am) So it's not like I was looking forward to seeing anyone or carpooling with anyone while hitting the flask. My favorite person wasn't there. Oh, My favorite person is my son's aid. I asked her if she was going to be there and she replied "why would I? I'm not being paid."  Touche. I wanted to say that exact same thing to the school when they first sent home the open house notice.

They didn't tell me anything I didn't already know. Then again, we're special because we get day to day updates. I think of special needs as "special treatment because we're awesome".

On a plus side- I have a new Snoopy piggy bank sitting on my dresser courtesy of my son's amazing art skills. Ok, so Michelangelo he's not. What do you want? He's 6.