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Some Things Never Change
School these days – boy, things are different. We learned to type on typewriters. In high school. My children are learning to type on laptops, in kindergarden. We learned addition and subtraction. My kids are doing things like “Number bonds” and “chunking”. We had hot cooked meals and homemade desserts. (Ok, so MY kids still get this, but we’re lucky.) Our school district back at home? Everything provided by a food service, delivered shrink wrapped and really pitifully less-than-healthy meal options. Nachos, anyone? We were taught to tie our shoes in kindergarden. Now, parents teach their children to tie their shoes (which is why my 8-year old still doesn’t really…
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Off To School
Today was the first day of school for my kidlings. Mean mom that I am, I insisted that I take Boo to school – to walk him to his new classroom, check out where he hangs his backpack and stores his book bag – since it will be a rare occasion that he lets me do it again. He did NOT want me to do this, mostly because if the Hubs drops him off at Breakfast Club, he cannot be late. Since I’m not actually working, this just seemed sad, his robbing me of my motherly rights going to class by himself, so I stood my ground. I needed him…
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Maybe not so much Mad as Sad.
Each night at dinner, we share the worst part, and then the best part of our day. Its a lovely tradition that initiates conversation at the dinner table that we may not ordinarily get to hear. (How many times have you asked “what did you do today?” to which the response has been “Nothing”???) Anyways…. Nearly every day for the past few weeks that school has been in session, its been basically the same “worst part” for Boo. It has been heartbreaking to listen to. I was angry. I was frustrated. Now, I am just sad. My son is being bullied at school. (He’s not the only one, but that…
