Sunday, August 29, 2010

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

1st Day of Last Year of 1st Decade of 21st Century

Clever title right? Not even sure if it is correct. Anyway, this morning we were thrown back into schedules, crowds and alarm clocks. Good and bad in a way. We have Mrs. Christenson, Mrs. Nelson and Mrs. Hadlock for teachers, (all the ones we "picked"... yea!) and were up bright and early to make sure we were right on time. (Even 10 minutes early.) On the way over I received my rules from the older kids pertaining to my actions on the first day of school:

1) No singing.
2) No dancing.
3) No meeting the teacher as I was in my gym clothes with no makeup. (Tyler's rule)
4) No kissing, although one "I love you" was allowed.
5) Not too many pictures.
6) No crying.

I followed them ALL to a tee, although I did feel emotional as usual. :)



Hailey 4th grade
Tyler 5th grade
We are anxiously awaiting morning kindergarten next week, as Emma's best friend is in her class and her teacher is wonderful. (Neighbor and ward member so I know her well.) My To Do list today? Spend one on one time with the younger kids as that hasn't happened all summer, and make sure there are warm homemade chocolate chip cookies on the counter today. Life as a mom is awesome. :)

Monday, August 09, 2010

Ditzy Mom @ Football Practise

Tonight was Tyler's first football practise of the 5th grade year. They started doing some very cutthroat-looking drills. The couch was tough and I thought, "What is with football? Why are males so fanatical with it?" The other boys were hardcore and they did not stop for nothin. I could tell Tyler was really struggling. The coach had them run around the field and by the time they got back Tyler was red-faced, holding back tears, breathing extremely harshly and said he was going to throw up. I looked around and then noticed that the other boys were kind of man-ish and Tyler was one of the smaller boys there. (That's a first!) So I went over to the coach and asked a few questions.

I found out we were on the 8th grade team.

Duh.

When we found the right 5th grade team Tyler was by far the tallest and much more comfortable.  Afterwards I asked him how it felt to go from the 8th to 5th grade team. He said it was like "sitting down watching TV and eating chips." Hmmm, maybe we should head back to the 8th grader Man Team...