The First Week

It was an interesting and relatively uneventful first week of school for all of us.  Andy realized today, after five days of being at school, that he was in the wrong Language Arts class.  We received a letter in the spring saying that he would be in Advance Language Arts and today it finally clicked, based on what was being taught and other students that were in the class, that Andy was not in the correct one.  We probably could have figured it out last week if we had looked more carefully at his schedule, but I (stupidly) assumed that they know what they are doing and put him in the correct classes and didn't even check his schedule.  Apparently he didn't check it very carefully either.  His teacher said she would look into it and verify his MAP scores.  His MAP scores from last spring were the highest his elementary school English teacher had ever seen so I don't think it's going to be an issue.  Other than that, he's adjusting and seems to like middle school.

Sarah is doing fantastic.  She loves school, she loves her teacher, everything is good.  She did say the following to me yesterday:  "Mommy, there's a lot of boys in my class this year, and they're those manly, manly boys who think that they're so awesome and everybody falls in love with them.  But I'm not going to!".  She really isn't interested in boys at all yet, at least not in a romantic way, but it will be interesting to see how the year progresses. We've already talked a lot about "mean girls" and "drama" and how it would be a good idea to stay away from both.  We'll see how that goes.

Amanda has had the most roller coaster week of all three kids.  She didn't want to go to Kindergarten but she absolutely loves her teacher but she gets mad at the other kids because they don't behave and listen and she thinks that they think she's bossy for telling them to shape up.  This afternoon she was so sad that tomorrow was Saturday and there was no school, but a few hours later she said she hated Kindergarten.  So I don't know exactly what to tell you about her, other than she's happy when I drop her off and happy when I pick her up and tells me a ton about her day so I think she's doing just fine.

As for me, I think I'm going to like having everybody gone all day, but it's a little weird.  I haven't had that much free time this week, I've been running errands and taking care of things, but I wonder if I'm always going to be that busy and then I wonder more if I really care.  I think it's an adjustment for all of us, a new normal, but sooner or later it's all we're going to know and it's all going to be fine.  If not, you'll hear about it!