Can you beat this? I mean really?
I truly, truly enjoy having another gurly in the house! I braced myself - thinking the constant reminder of my sister would rip open the wound of her loss day after day. But I am STUNNED to find the exact opposite to be true. I feel more HEALED with the reminder. I feel like a part of my sister has returned to me. And I LOVE that we talk about her openly and freely - remembering and laughing - as naturally as we talk about the weather, shopping and the insanity of boyz.
And my "newest addition" is such a joy!! I shall dub her Sprout and she shall be my Sprout and Sprout she shall henceforth be called. I hope she's as happy here as we're happy to have her here.
So . . . we're clinging to summer as long as possible. ::clingclingclinnnnnnnnnng:: We don't begin school until after Labour Day. But, as happens every year, once the second week of August hits, I start to feel that "back to school excitement" creeping in. I think about meeting the new teachers - the fresh page of the new year - my "autumn resolutions," etc. I'm particularly nervous about how I will handle this year because I'm sending off a student to preschool, elementary, middle AND high school.
::ups her meds::
Chase, I'm thinking, will most likely be expelled after a week or so. See, he's supposed to be a peer MODEL in the reverse mainstreaming program. He's supposed to TEACH many of the other students by example. One of the biggest things he's supposed to "model" is that it's a fabulous, fun, woo-frickin-hoo thing to be out of diapers and going to the "big kid" bathroom. More fun than Chuck E. Cheese! Alas, however, Chase is ::looks around and whispers:: a panty pooper. He will.not do the doody in the spelunker no matter WHAT you say or do or try to bribe him with. I might or might not have resorted to blackmail. I ain't sayin'. But desperate times call for desperate measures.
Even desperate measures won't work on a poo-potty paranoid preschooler, however.
Perhaps he can charm and distract them all with his purtified painted piggies?
::hopes::
Wow, four kids and four different schools?! That's gonna be a crazy year! Good luck with your panty pooper. lol. Hope it doesn't last too long!
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