Well. Our fantabulous summer has come to an end. I was sad to see it go. We had such a great time together-so many awesome road trips, good times with family and friends, wonderful memories.
School has started for everyone and it's going well. Activities have also started. We are picking up a few extra as we go along. Losing some as well.
GoGo joined Girl Scouts last night. She wants to start gymnastics too but the only available time interferes with Mom's Friday evening socializing so we'll see. I will try to find an alternative because she seems pretty certain on this. She continues to rock the piano. She has also discovered what I already knew-she is pretty good at math. It seems to come more naturally to her than reading does. She has been called to the front to show things on the white board to her classmates and she pretends she is embarrassed but I know my girl and she is deep down proud.
Walks With Purpose may start a tumbling class-or ballet. We'll see. She is happy just playing with friends right now and learning new things at her little preschool. She is only one of 2 girls in a class of 11. She has already asked Santa for a tool bench. I have started calling her Squeezalicious lately. I can't help myself.
D wants to take a break from guitar. While this breaks my heart, I cannot argue with him. He has been doing it since February/March. He has not practiced as he should. But. I firmly believe if you are not feeling something, really loving it, then maybe you should keep on exploring. He told me that basically you are born, go to school, get a job and work and then die. He said he doesn't want to do stuff that makes him unhappy, he wants to have a good life. Profound for a nine year old, no? And I don't think he was talking about the backpack and briefcase parts of life. I think he means the extra stuff that is not essential to happiness. He has known what he likes for a long time now. He likes to create whether it's building or drawing or writing. That is his "thing". He loves being outside, riding bikes and fishing. He wants to become certified to dive. If there were a club or class for boys that included playing in the woods, snorkeling and building stuff, he would be in absolute heaven.
I taught my first 3rd grade Faith Formation class this week. Thank God I have a co-teacher now, otherwise there would have been several visits to the Confessional, I fear.
Two mistakes my first go at it: 1. I failed to have a closing prayer so I had to threaten TWO prayers plus bring your Rosary next class! 2. We have a sweet boy with an alert dog for his diabetes. This dog is a precious chocolate lab that I loved all over for the entire hour when I could find a way to his corner. After class the mother of said boy instructed me to inform the group that there was to be no attention paid to said dog-no petting, no talking to. Ooops.
We have Disney coming up next month, which I cannot believe and cannot wait for.
Then before we know it we will be frying turkeys, singing carols and opening gifts. This year has flown by, as they all do now.
All good things must come to an end.
School has started for everyone and it's going well. Activities have also started. We are picking up a few extra as we go along. Losing some as well.
GoGo joined Girl Scouts last night. She wants to start gymnastics too but the only available time interferes with Mom's Friday evening socializing so we'll see. I will try to find an alternative because she seems pretty certain on this. She continues to rock the piano. She has also discovered what I already knew-she is pretty good at math. It seems to come more naturally to her than reading does. She has been called to the front to show things on the white board to her classmates and she pretends she is embarrassed but I know my girl and she is deep down proud.
Walks With Purpose may start a tumbling class-or ballet. We'll see. She is happy just playing with friends right now and learning new things at her little preschool. She is only one of 2 girls in a class of 11. She has already asked Santa for a tool bench. I have started calling her Squeezalicious lately. I can't help myself.
D wants to take a break from guitar. While this breaks my heart, I cannot argue with him. He has been doing it since February/March. He has not practiced as he should. But. I firmly believe if you are not feeling something, really loving it, then maybe you should keep on exploring. He told me that basically you are born, go to school, get a job and work and then die. He said he doesn't want to do stuff that makes him unhappy, he wants to have a good life. Profound for a nine year old, no? And I don't think he was talking about the backpack and briefcase parts of life. I think he means the extra stuff that is not essential to happiness. He has known what he likes for a long time now. He likes to create whether it's building or drawing or writing. That is his "thing". He loves being outside, riding bikes and fishing. He wants to become certified to dive. If there were a club or class for boys that included playing in the woods, snorkeling and building stuff, he would be in absolute heaven.
I taught my first 3rd grade Faith Formation class this week. Thank God I have a co-teacher now, otherwise there would have been several visits to the Confessional, I fear.
Two mistakes my first go at it: 1. I failed to have a closing prayer so I had to threaten TWO prayers plus bring your Rosary next class! 2. We have a sweet boy with an alert dog for his diabetes. This dog is a precious chocolate lab that I loved all over for the entire hour when I could find a way to his corner. After class the mother of said boy instructed me to inform the group that there was to be no attention paid to said dog-no petting, no talking to. Ooops.
We have Disney coming up next month, which I cannot believe and cannot wait for.
Then before we know it we will be frying turkeys, singing carols and opening gifts. This year has flown by, as they all do now.
All good things must come to an end.
