Here we are, another step closer in the process of getting my 8th grader into a better high school in our area. Tonight is the Family Interview and *gulp* I'm not nervous. Nope. Cool as a cucumber. *breathe*
I've never been through a process like this so I don't know what to expect. Should I tell them that I will bring them fresh donuts every week if she gets in? Donuts everyday?! I will, really. How about coffee? Latte's? Heck, I'll be their dry cleaning courier if they want.
What's making me more anxious about this process is that I now know my daughter wants to go to this school. In the beginning I wasn't so sure because a majority of her friends in class are going to the local high school and that's all she talked about over the summer. But feelings have changed, like I hoped they would, and she's ready for this new experience.
Oh man. Interviews. I hope my brain works. Where's my Tension Tamer tea. A xanax sounds good too
;->
I've never been through a process like this so I don't know what to expect. Should I tell them that I will bring them fresh donuts every week if she gets in? Donuts everyday?! I will, really. How about coffee? Latte's? Heck, I'll be their dry cleaning courier if they want.
What's making me more anxious about this process is that I now know my daughter wants to go to this school. In the beginning I wasn't so sure because a majority of her friends in class are going to the local high school and that's all she talked about over the summer. But feelings have changed, like I hoped they would, and she's ready for this new experience.
Oh man. Interviews. I hope my brain works. Where's my Tension Tamer tea. A xanax sounds good too
;->