Last year was a record, with 2 boys and 8 girls (25%).
This year has just gotten closer, with the addition of girl #6, making it 3 boys and 6 girls (33% boys).
I met the new New Girl (Student T for now until I -- or, more likely, Cat -- come up with a nickname for her) after school today. She seems nice, but in a year where we've been teetering on the edge of the abyss, the first thing I did was complete the aide request form I was going to do with my program specialist this week (she forgot).
Then, I stuck my head in the principal's office and told her that if she promised to sign it, I promised not to run for the hills screaming.
Also, it turned out that Bulldozer was not sick, but had, in fact, two dentist appointments, and he's expected to be out the rest of the week.
Which, in the Bizarro World that is my life, means he'll be there with bells on tomorrow.
Meanwhile, Elastigirl hugged Cat before leaving today and somehow that means Aide J thinks I'm the devil.
One of these days I'm going to try reverse psychology on her. I'm going to tell her to get right up into Elastigirl's face and tell her how she absolutely should not be doing X, Y, or Z. Maybe then she'd ignore her.
Or, more likely, would choose that one instance to listen to me.
Meanwhile, we discovered part of the secret of Superhero's recent behavior issues. He's been breaking out in a rash every time he gets near the school's lawn. So, now that we've figured it out, we just have to figure out what to do about it. Today after lunch I had him wipe his face and arms -- all of his exposed body, really -- with a couple of wipes to get the pollen/dust/whatever it is off, and though he had a hard time at first, he calmed down and did a fairly good job.
Which, of course, means that two days from now, it will be a new puzzle and a new issue.