Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Yes, you go. It's called being a parent.
Anything to make yourself feel superior.
Anonymous wrote:What a bunch of helicopters! You aren’t needed in your kid’s relationships with their teachers. You don’t need to see what the teacher is wearing and your opinion on whether or not the teacher is nice (like you can even tell in 10 minutes) isn’t of any value. Your kids can handle middle school without you seeing the desks.
Anonymous wrote:This is baffling. Who doesn't want to see the classrooms, put a face to the names of the teachers, see the places you child spends their day?? Not to mention the lesson you teach your child. They'll care about school as much as you do.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is baffling. Who doesn't want to see the classrooms, put a face to the names of the teachers, see the places you child spends their day?? Not to mention the lesson you teach your child. They'll care about school as much as you do.
Me. I don’t need to see any of that. How does that make you a better parent, seeing where they spend their day and knowing what their teachers look like?
So if your spouse invites you to work happy hours so you can put faces to names, you're like no, not interested!
These are the people your child deals with. And the op's child wants the parent to go.
Sorry... it's embarrassing and sad when the kids are talking about their parents attending the night before and you know your parents just didn't give a s*** to come. Your disinterest in your child's life speaks volumes.
I know how you meant this but this is true. I don’t want to grab a drink with my husband and his colleagues, ever. They have work happy hours at my job too and no one ever brings a spouse. They could come but why would they want to? That sounds worse than BTSN because you have to make small talk.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is baffling. Who doesn't want to see the classrooms, put a face to the names of the teachers, see the places you child spends their day?? Not to mention the lesson you teach your child. They'll care about school as much as you do.
Me. I don’t need to see any of that. How does that make you a better parent, seeing where they spend their day and knowing what their teachers look like?
So if your spouse invites you to work happy hours so you can put faces to names, you're like no, not interested!
These are the people your child deals with. And the op's child wants the parent to go.
Sorry... it's embarrassing and sad when the kids are talking about their parents attending the night before and you know your parents just didn't give a s*** to come. Your disinterest in your child's life speaks volumes.
You don’t invite your spouse to happy hour to put faces to names. It’s not a 10 minute meet and greet. You go to happy hour to hang out, drink, and get to know their colleagues. Not remotely the same thing.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is baffling. Who doesn't want to see the classrooms, put a face to the names of the teachers, see the places you child spends their day?? Not to mention the lesson you teach your child. They'll care about school as much as you do.
Me. I don’t need to see any of that. How does that make you a better parent, seeing where they spend their day and knowing what their teachers look like?
So if your spouse invites you to work happy hours so you can put faces to names, you're like no, not interested!
These are the people your child deals with. And the op's child wants the parent to go.
Sorry... it's embarrassing and sad when the kids are talking about their parents attending the night before and you know your parents just didn't give a s*** to come. Your disinterest in your child's life speaks volumes.
Middle school kids do not talk about who’s parents attended the open house.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is baffling. Who doesn't want to see the classrooms, put a face to the names of the teachers, see the places you child spends their day?? Not to mention the lesson you teach your child. They'll care about school as much as you do.
Me. I don’t need to see any of that. How does that make you a better parent, seeing where they spend their day and knowing what their teachers look like?
So if your spouse invites you to work happy hours so you can put faces to names, you're like no, not interested!
These are the people your child deals with. And the op's child wants the parent to go.
Sorry... it's embarrassing and sad when the kids are talking about their parents attending the night before and you know your parents just didn't give a s*** to come. Your disinterest in your child's life speaks volumes.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is baffling. Who doesn't want to see the classrooms, put a face to the names of the teachers, see the places you child spends their day?? Not to mention the lesson you teach your child. They'll care about school as much as you do.
+1
WTH. I'd be embarrassed not to have this knowledge of the school, which other parents have.
"Wow didn't you think Ms. Lee seemed really nice? Idk but Larla says she's strict. What did you think? I'm glad she said not to stress about the fall project because Larla was worried."
"oh idk I really didn't feel like going to the open house. The parking is so annoying! Ya know??"
X six classes
Like, why have kids
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is baffling. Who doesn't want to see the classrooms, put a face to the names of the teachers, see the places you child spends their day?? Not to mention the lesson you teach your child. They'll care about school as much as you do.
Me. I don’t need to see any of that. How does that make you a better parent, seeing where they spend their day and knowing what their teachers look like?
So if your spouse invites you to work happy hours so you can put faces to names, you're like no, not interested!
These are the people your child deals with. And the op's child wants the parent to go.
Sorry... it's embarrassing and sad when the kids are talking about their parents attending the night before and you know your parents just didn't give a s*** to come. Your disinterest in your child's life speaks volumes.