Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Communication

For the month of February, I am alternating between gripes and grins. Today is an odd day, so today is a gripe.

I am a planner. I like to know what is expected, what the plan is, and how it is to be carried out.

Our district doesn't do this.

Tonight was Senior Night for Winter activities. Youngest is a Senior and in Pep Band, so he was to be recognized as well. What we knew:
*we could be there early if we wanted a picture
*we needed to be in the gym hallway at the end of the 3rd quarter of the JV game
*...and that is it

Things I wanted to know
*what do we do until the end of the 3rd quarter
*when do we walk in
*how do we walk in
*what happens after we walk in

It all worked out, but having an assigned person to answer questions would have assuaged my stress level.

Youngest needs to have a baked good for an event this weekend as part of his Honor Society requirements.

*Store bought or homemade
* Cookies, Pie, Cake, brownies
*On a big plate or bagged up
*If bagged, how many in a bag

Please. Pretend you are addressing a person from another planet. Answer every question that could possibly be asked. Give me a list of do's and don'ts.
Please. Don't rely on my teenage son to transfer information you tell him at a meeting during academic lab. He is a bright kid. Really smart, actually, but he filters information by what is important to him.
Over communicate. Please, please, please....OVER communicate.

Pep band rocked. Our pep band is amazing-- everybody says so. And the game, when Pep wasn't  playing turned out to be pretty good too.  We won. Sadly it was our last High School Pep game. Hopefully college will afford the opportunity. 

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