Winding down from another day of school at the crib and I feel tired, maybe a little run down, but really satisfied. Like inside, I feel full.
I wish I could describe all the antics that went on in this house today, but it’s too late for all that, and it would entertain you so much that you could never be entertained again. Let’s just say, that I completely understand those calls from my sons first grade teacher asking, “Do you have any tips at all on how I can motivate him?” I feel ya Mrs. Bennett, I feel ya. But we had a mini breakthrough today, when asked to do some writing there was a major groaning from his mouth that made my heart sink for fear of what might happen next, but he did not throw himself on the floor nor did he hold his breath! And I simply can’t believe the improvement in his handwriting in a matter of three days. Wow.
As for the actress, my 9-year-old, she’s a cursive writing machine and a perfectionist, which could be our biggest hurdle. But she’s a teachers dream which is why I can understand her second grade teacher sending me notes telling me how much she loved having her in class:)
I think we will get about thirty hours in this week, with most of our hours tomorrow being field trip hours. They’ve earned it, heck, I’ve earned it! What kind of hours can I count while the kids are at the babysitter and I am at the spa? Anyone?? 😉