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First day of school


I have been a blog slacker, and lots has happened. Instead of a big post, I thought I would start with the most current and post more later if I get to it.

D started Kindergarten on Mon. He was excited until 9 the night before, then the nerves hit. He was downstairs and was muttering, "why can't I remember, what is it?" Kent asked him what was wrong. He replied, "I can't remember what 2+1 is."

We laughed and explained that he wouldn't have a math test the first day of school. Kent then said, "D what is 2+1?" he calmly answered 3. We reassured him that he will do just fine.


He groggily woke up on Mon. (a huge surprise because he is usually up at 7:00, and even woke up at 6:00 today) took a shower, and got ready for school. He agreed to let me walk him to school (just for the first day, after that he can take care of it). He immediately found his "twin" friends and went right into class.

We both did a good job, no tears and no hard goodbyes. He excited ran out to me when school was done and suggested that we move further away from the school so that he could ride the bus. I laughed and we walked home.

When I asked him what he had learned he said, "a few new rules" I asked what they were. He got a naughty twinkle in his eye, and a sly grin, "we learned we don't have to raise our hand, just talk whenever we want, and push kids when we are in line."

I said I didn't think that was right, he just looked at me, smiled and said, "how did you know"?

I sure do love my cheeky little guy. He is growing up so fast, and I am so proud of the young man he is turning into.

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Christine said…
Miriam, I wasn't sure how else to get in touch with you, so I hope it's okay if I leave a comment here. First, your family is gorgeous and congratulations on your upcoming baby!

Of course I remember you! I was absolutely touched by your message today and wanted to thank you personally. It really meant a lot to me and it definitely helped turn my day around. Your sweet message made a big difference, and I so appreciate it.

Take care of yourself and your beautiful family!
Micki
September 21, 2009 at 6:32 PM
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