Well, we're keeping her in Kindergarten. Turns out everyone in the world but me and my mom think she should stay right where she is. So now I would have to fight the world to get her moved up and she's already showing signs of stress over the whole thing so I'm dropping it. I told Dane we'll be dealing with it all over again next year. Mark my words.

I do have some faith in her teacher to keep her interested in school, though. She's been sending Romy's backpack home full of fun books (and notes I don't get -- grrr). But week two and they're still working on the letter M. I asked Romy after school what she learned that day and she said "nothing. we talked about M again" and said again with that tone. You know the tone.

Anyway, I'm grumpy. I think this is wrong for her, but these things have a way of working themselves out, I suppose. I just wanted to get her where she belonged right away instead of waiting for some arbitrary thing to happen so other people can see in her what I see. I mean, come on, she's five and reading at a third-grade level!!! What do they want from the kid? They say she's not mature enough for first grade and that she may not be able to catch up on the math stuff. But seriously, she can do math, she's just never been taught math. I could do that in a week, and mature? I mean, I went to first grade. Hell, there were kids in second and third grades that PEED THEMSELVES!! Were they mature???!!!?!!? But oh, Romy's not mature enough because she's nervous about all of these grownups making decisions about her life without talking to her or even knowing her at all. That would make me nervous too, damn it.

OK, sorry. So I'm mad. I'll write something cheery tomorrow.