Fortunately, today was less extreme. Fewer things were thrown, spilled and broken, there was less hitting, shrieking, and the toddler was much cuddlier.
Back to School: Lucy is loving her teacher, as was predicted. Mrs. Noyce must have the best reputation of any teacher anywhere!
So far I have heard mostly good things from Lucy about about school in general. There are only a couple of stories that have had me wondering. The first of these stories involves a fifth grade boy getting into a minor altercation with Lucy over a hula hoop. I'm being vague because I can't really remember, and I didn't understand the story well in the first place. I think Lucy said that a fifth grader boy thought she took his hoop then twisted her arm until it hurt (so she would give it to him) but them he found his hula hoop. The other story came today when I asked Lucy what she had for lunch. She was complaining about how hungry she was after school. She told me that she only had watermelon and meat for lunch because the boy sitting next to her was so hungry that he took her egg roll (and something else) when she wasn't looking. She tried to go back to get more lunch, she said, but they wouldn't give her any.
Who knows?
I can't wait to get into Lucy's classroom to volunteer/spy. I love seeing the kids in their school environment. It helps me understand so much!
Gabe seems like he is finally coming to terms with the scheduling of his preschool. He would like to be at school early every day. It is torture to us both for him to be made to wait five hours to go to school. Since school yesterday, he has been singing the "Days of the Week" song. (The tune goes with the Addams Family theme song.) He has also been showing off his "spelling" skills. Here is how Gabe spells book: "buh ooh ooh kuh."
We took Lucy to Gymnastics tonight a few hours after her violin lesson and finally had to leave when Charlie got too intent on joining the toddler class. Gabe helped him climb onto the half wall and he sat there for a bit, then squirmed down and tried to get in the mix with the class of three-year-olds. There are Mommy and Me classes, but no solo classes for younger than three.
Tonight I was looking through invoices on my e-mail and that had me reconsidering these gymnastics classes. For better or for worse, Lucy and Gabe both really enjoy their time at gymnastics though, and the tuition isn't quite putting us in the poor house, so I guess we will continue to pay the bills and ferry them back and forth.
This is Dylan Ellsworth. Google him. Watch the videos.
He coaches the boys recreation class that Gabe is in. Gabe loves it.
Lucy's teacher is a sweet young lady (how old am I, 90?) with a cheerleading background. Lucy is in a pre-team class where she gets to spend two hours practicing twice a week. I do sometimes question whether I should find a class for her that is less crowded (the class keeps getting bigger and bigger!) with a more experienced coach, BUT she is having fun and progressing.
