Little Monster had a showdown with one of her teachers. Thank heavens she's at this tiny flexible school! They get it that the strong-willed thing is a frequent aspect of being smart, and we talked about strategies rather than them getting all judgemental. Still, it was embarassing, having to bodily carry her out of the aftercare program crying and screaming. Complete short-circuit of the frontal lobes.
Then after we got home and she'd had a chance to recharge her batteries, she read through a Starfall story all by herself for the first time ever.
My crazy, complicated demon-child is now asleep. Here's hoping tomorrow is a little less . . . interesting.
