Mc and Regular Cruelty

"Mom, it's skipping again!"
"Maybe you should cast as spell on it."
"No.  You do it...."


And such are the usual conversations that go on around here.  The nights feel as though I should rent the Native American party package....one bonfire, one teepee with buffalo rugs, smudging....I usually have some flute music going in her room for the white noise effect.


 Coyote Oldman retired on us the other night by track 2 when it started skipping.  I think he needed a hiatus.  He's been in rotation for weeks now.


I have a feeling that when school is out next week I will have to honor a request to take her royal hiney to Burger King or Wendy's.  She's off on a new obsession in the last few days.  McDonald's french fries used to make her barf.  Burger King's has done it before too.  So she wants to induct herself as a science experiment and see if she can tolerate the fries there at all. I'll probably just pretend there isn't one in the area and go to Wendy's.  She can experiment when she's out of the house someday!


She thinks she's slick though.  She's nicely say to me "Mom, I think you need the night off..." and clearly you can see where this is going......"Let's go to Wendy's!"  


At the same time, she is furious with McDonald's for other reasons.  The McNuggets.  I've mentioned that we are vegetarian.  Only in the past year has she really been checking out one of the reasons why.  She watches a PETA video called McCruelty and of course it shows the degrading life of a chicken before it becomes a sanitized, cute idea of a fun lunch.  She wrote a speech tonight that she wants to say to her friends at school tomorrow.  We worked on it a tiny bit together, me only tweaking it where it sounded like she was "blaming" in her speech..i.e. See what you do to these chickens by eating McNuggets.  I suggested gently that she change it to "see how the chickens that are made into nuggets have to live".  She actually took the suggestion after balking just once!  I'm proud of her and definitely want to encourage her to say what she has to say if she feels it is just.  


While she was in school today I wondered if the hairs on her arms were standing.  The Emergency Broadcast System went off on the television, and you know, the EBS is #2 on her Obsessions list.  I'm terrified if it comes on at night that she'll hear it subconsciously and wake up freaking out.  Even if it's on mute! 


Last night we decided to have a Word Search contest.  We both got a clean sheet with letters on it, ready set go'ed and had a race to see who could finish first.  That little sh*t kicked my ass twice.  I won once and her reaction made me feel like I butchered a bunny in front of her.


I couldn't stand her teacher this year.  It isn't anything personal for but a first year "special ed" teacher this lady may as well have written "you suck" on the desks in crap.  I know she taught Humanling some things.  But sometimes these little anecdotes get back to me and they really piss me off.  Today's theme was "How did you ever even get into the 7th grade?"  She said this to my daughter.  I complainedI in the beginning of the school year that I didn't think she was the right teacher for my daughter when she bitched about how tiny her handwriting was.  She went on to say that if she could get a job writing on grains of rice, she'd do really well.  Then asked me if I could understand anything that she wrote.  


Why yes I can.  And on her IEP is physical and occupational therapy.  If you have a problem with her handwriting, take it up with the therapist to work on it.


She had me (frothing) at "Hello".


My answer of course to How did you ever even get to the 7th grade would be How on earth did you get to be a special ed teacher???  


No sir, I didn't like it.


But I've heard on the DL from someone within the school, that I am definitely not the only parent barring fangs at her. 


  But we have a whole summer to grow and reach and I have something irreplaceable, whether she can or can't write big enough, whether she can or can't do an interesting book report or whether she can or can't work out a math problem that a girl her age should be able to do - I have an incredibly special experience and relationship with this human that I am grateful for numerous times a day.