Week three (is it three?) of the school year and we seem to be getting into a good routine, between the early mornings, the various pick ups, soccer practices and piano lessons. By that I mean, things are busy but good. Eight years later it has finally come to pass that the children have activities that prevent us from lounging around Gigi and Grizz's house every afternoon, eating their granola bars and using up their art supplies.
Ellie had back to school night last night - her teacher seems great, and I loved this "Taco Bout Me" work sheet they did.
As you can see, her hobbies are drawing, gardening and baking, like a middle aged lady, and please enjoy the suck up move about her amazing teacher.
Adam also brought home a nice work sheet. Please enjoy that he wrote his first name on the top half of the space provided, and his last name underneath, going backwards. I'm pretty sure he knows garbage truck doesn't begin with A, but I also suspect it's the only thing he can draw.
Walking to school has been a nice way to start the mornings, except for when Adam doesn't listen to me about not running down hill and ends up with a case of road rash. When I pick him up from school, Ellie's class is just walking over to the picnic tables for lunch, so the kids get to see each other for a brief minute, which they cherish, as though they had been separated for years.
Coming up next year, they'll be on the same play ground schedule and she'll pretend she doesn't even KNOW him.
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