Shake, Shake, Shake – Shake Your Booty

Stepson has only been attending his current school for a few months, and I have to say, I like it worlds better than his old school, which was, to put it nicely, in the ghetto and its student body was made up of thugs-in-training and junior criminals (I am only being half tongue-in-cheek about it – the school was for kids with behavioral issues, so it was the accumulation of all kids who had been kicked out of their regular schools who attended).

This new school is a step forward. Though it’s not in our district, the neighborhood isn’t altogether unlike ours. The programs they have for their special education students is amazing. The staff is amazing. The other kids seem to be great so far. And they do FUN things.

Last night, the fifth grade fundraiser took place: It was a DISCO. For the whole family.

While we didn’t get decked out in platforms, polyester or afro wigs (though some did – including Stepson’s math teacher, who we got to meet — along with his science teacher who was wearing a scary polyester pants suit that I’m sure the kids will be using for science experiments later in the month), Hubby and I took the three kids and set out for the event.

And we had a good time.

One of the best parts of the night was that Stepson’s mother didn’t attend. In his previous school, she attended EVERY school function – and it kind of sucked out the joy of things for us (there’s no love lost between us). Another plus was that immediately, The Princess and I recognized a girl and her mom that we see weekly at The Princess’s dance class – AWESOME. The two four year olds hit the dance floor and had a blast! Plus, I had someone to talk to in a place where I really didn’t know anyone. Which was unexpected.

Stepson took off with some friends (he has friends! he has friends!), and Hubby and I danced with our daughters for quite some time. We were some of the few parents on the dance floor (poor Stepson – oh the shame!), and we had a good time.

When it was time to go, we had to carry The Princess out of the gymnasium crying because she was having so much fun, she didn’t want to leave.

I’m sure the school raised a pretty penny, and what a fun way to do it. We do so few things together as a family lately, and for ten bucks, we had a few hours of good, groovin’ fun.