
OK- so Jake and I have worked our tails off (unfortunately not literally) this school year to improve his reading skills (math, too). Today his teacher gave him a statewide 2nd grade fluency test and he scored an 11. She said passing is a 7-8 (if I recall correctly). Finally, a glimmer of hope... It made my day. Until the car ride home when he announced that 3+3=9. Oh Lordy... I looked back to be sure that he was kidding and found that he indeed was not. So, my bubble was burst... But at least I had a few hours of glory... And I AM glad the reading is improving at least. I let him get a "mocha" (Italian Soda) at my coffee stand to celebrate after school. Look how stinkin' cute he is in this pix. It was taken in Sept., but I forgot to post it.
























