New School Year....

School starts Tuesday. This year I have a kindergardner (Megan), a fifth grader (Jessica), and a seventh grader (Debra). The beginning of a new school year is always exciting. It is fun to see the children go through all the excitement and pre-school jitters. This year is especially fun because Debra is starting Middle School and Megan will begin her first full day of Elementary School.

Debra received her schedule in the mail and tomorrow we will visit her classes. Last year Debra basically hung out with three really good friends and she was saddened when her schedule revealed that she only had one class with one of those close friends. She handled it well though. She looked at the bright side and said this would give her an opportunity to make new friends and learn new things.

Miss Megan has already been to pre-school and head start. School is not new to her, but riding the bus with Jessica and attending a full day is something she has not done before. This year is also the first year shes had to bring her own school supplies and she is very excited about that. She is the most nervous of all the girls, and she divides her time by barely being able to wait for school to start and then insisting that she is not going.....

Jessica is anxoiusly waiting for news of her fifth grade teacher. She has her little heart set on getting Miss Grey, but in all her school years she has only once gotten the teacher she wanted. I am really not worried about what teacher she gets as long as she is not in the same class with a student, who we will call mean face. Last year mean face made Jessicas school year miserable. She called Jessica names, wrote stuff about Jessica on the bathroom wall and even sent my little Jessica home with a black eye! I already requested that mean face and Jessica be seperated and I am sure the school will acccomodate me on this, because they know how awful mean face is.


So in a houseful of girls with school less than a week away, and school shopping less than half done, we are all a bundle of nervous excitement and our giggling and shopping are driving dear old Dad crazy......