The First Day of School
Yesterday, Bregon started 7th grade. He had a totally new haircut (we had his luxurious long longs shorn off at his request,) new glasses, and no medication for his ADHD. What a way to have to start the new year.
He seemed to do pretty well. He came home all sorts of happy and full of letters from his teachers telling all about what to expect. He also came home with requests for nearly $35 worth of class fees and more school supplies.
He is so excited. His favourite teacher from last year, his journalism teacher, is now his English teacher. Of course this is the same guy who organized the school trip to Disneyworld last year so of course he adores him!
His electives are beginning French and beginning Piano. Lucky for us, we are about to move and will be getting my mother's baby grand piano out of storage and tuned up and ready to go! I am not sure that I can help him with his French class, though. I was started on French in elementary school and can read it, but have absolutely no idea how to teach it to someone else!
I will need to obtain a box of kleenex, one of those marble notebooks, and "Alfred's Piano Books" from Stan's, I mean Southfield Music. It's funny, I must have several different editions of those books floating around my music library after all these years!
Our day went better than I thought without Bregon to help me with the triplets. I am spoiled during the summer and have him to help me out with everything. Kian did cry a bit, but then again he is busily trying to catch up to his siblings by cutting three teeth (one molar) all at the same time. When Bregon came knocking at our front door at 3:30 that afternoon, I asked the trio, "Who do you think that could be?" Somebody said, "Yay," and another tiny voice said, "My Brother?"
We were all so happy to see him. I had worried about him all day and apparently the babies had missed him as well. Now we have a lot of things to go & pick up for him as well as several checks to write for his class fees. The poor guy did remember to put our new address on his paperwork and even remembered what it is without having to be told!
He seemed to do pretty well. He came home all sorts of happy and full of letters from his teachers telling all about what to expect. He also came home with requests for nearly $35 worth of class fees and more school supplies.
He is so excited. His favourite teacher from last year, his journalism teacher, is now his English teacher. Of course this is the same guy who organized the school trip to Disneyworld last year so of course he adores him!
His electives are beginning French and beginning Piano. Lucky for us, we are about to move and will be getting my mother's baby grand piano out of storage and tuned up and ready to go! I am not sure that I can help him with his French class, though. I was started on French in elementary school and can read it, but have absolutely no idea how to teach it to someone else!
I will need to obtain a box of kleenex, one of those marble notebooks, and "Alfred's Piano Books" from Stan's, I mean Southfield Music. It's funny, I must have several different editions of those books floating around my music library after all these years!
Our day went better than I thought without Bregon to help me with the triplets. I am spoiled during the summer and have him to help me out with everything. Kian did cry a bit, but then again he is busily trying to catch up to his siblings by cutting three teeth (one molar) all at the same time. When Bregon came knocking at our front door at 3:30 that afternoon, I asked the trio, "Who do you think that could be?" Somebody said, "Yay," and another tiny voice said, "My Brother?"
We were all so happy to see him. I had worried about him all day and apparently the babies had missed him as well. Now we have a lot of things to go & pick up for him as well as several checks to write for his class fees. The poor guy did remember to put our new address on his paperwork and even remembered what it is without having to be told!
posted by Mimi Rankin Webb at 11:11 AM
Mimi is the mother of four: a 12 1/2-year-old boy and 1-year-old triplets (two boys and one girl). She is very happily busy taking care of everyone, whether it's the triplets' multiple doctor appointments, attempting a shopping excursion or volunteering to plan her son's school renaissance festival.
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