I keep telling her next year should be better, if I'm wrong I will be in trouble.


Yes, yes you will.

I don't just THINK that, I know it. We kept telling DD that 8th grade (when she finally started high school) would be better-- EVERYONE told her this, including counselors, teachers, etc.

She banked on this for years. This is probably what initiated her full meltdown at 11yo, in fact, and that all began right about this time of year. Why? Well, it was partially a seasonal affective perfect storm, partly that it was long enough into the year that she was VERY certain of her conclusion that she'd been lied to; there was no pony in that room she was tired of shoveling, and REALLY convinced that the reason was somehow her fault or ours.

Let me add to the chorus. Do NOT predict like this. We've become wary of even doing it w/r/t collegiate experiences now after being so badly burned. We let good experiences be pleasant surprises. Keep expectations reasonably low. That's my advice.


Schrödinger's cat walks into a bar. And doesn't.