Seven days

Seven more days... that is my mantra... In seven more days the girls head back to school as First Graders. Unlike last year I know what to expect. I'm ready. Okay maybe I'm not exactly ready... I decided at the end of the Kindergarten year to basically split the girls for First Grade and I'm a little nervous about it still. They will be fine. I will be fine but I so reserve the right to be nervous about it. I've sent emails to the teachers and the interim principal telling them how our summer went and I also took the girls by the school for a quick visit with their new teachers (the rooms are connected by a door thankfully) on the 18th.

They both liked getting the chance to get a peek at the new rooms and to meet their teachers. Anna must have been on the "I must impress this teacher" kick since she found and asked if she could read a book while we were there. She read a total of 3 books while the teacher and I chatted one each from the three levels that they will be reading in First Grade (Red , Blue and Green). Red are the beginning of the year level books, Blue is Mid Year level and Green is End of the year level books. The teacher might have to find some new material for Anna though she told me that the ones she picked were the easiest of each level and they get harder the further back they go in the piles.  To further impress me, Anna asked to take her Magic Rainbow book series with us today to Rockport and the girl read silently to herself in the car. Only 8 or 9 pages out of 65 pages but she is doing it. Lee would be so proud. Heck I was feeling pretty proud too.

I took this week off of work so I could spend it with my girls and so far it's been a great decision and one that I think I will attempt to do every school year at least through Fifth grade or they get to be too cool to hang out with me.

Our trip to Rockport today was fun but I didn't truly get to do all the stuff that I wanted to do mostly because my mom decided to tag along at the last moment and tried to ruin what should have been a truly awesome day for me. I'm not going into it because it isn't appropriate for here but I was so mad and upset in the moment and it took quite a bit of restraint to be the role model I needed to be and to not show my girls how truly upset I was about the stupid stuff that my mom said and did today. I guess turning Forty is going to totally mature me in ways that I never dreamed it would. Good thing I bought a pound of fudge...