1. We sent Chicken to school last week, just a few blocks up the street. I have half-composed a bazillion posts in my head about this decision, in which I use all the words in the universe to explain the back and forth and soul-searching and eventual decision.
Instead of that marathon post, I’ll just hit on one major turning point: talking to a friend about the decision and realizing how many times I referenced feeling guilty about sending her to school.
I did NOT say that I think public school is best.
I did NOT say that I think homeschool is best.
I did NOT say that I feel strongly that she needs one or the other this year.
Just that I didn’t want to send her to school, and then feel guilty when she struggles.
In hearing myself express this guilt over and over, I realized what a power player it was. And I think that is a poor reason to make a decision.
I demoted “guilt” out of the number one motivator, and made the decision from there. So- here we are- with a first grader at Venable.
(And- yes- she has already struggled in the ways I think she will continue to. And I feel sad for her and protective of her when she talks about that small part of her day. But that is not turning into soul-crushing guilt. See how lovely that is? Also- by and large- she is really enjoying school. It is not all struggle and difficulty, by any stretch.)
2. Could it be? Are we possibly looking at a reprieve from diapers? We are about three weeks into potty training and I think it is safe to say we are in the clear. (With the exception of naptime and nighttime. A-okay with me). I am high-fiving myself left and right.
3. I was out with my husband the other night and ordered a Coke and got the standard “Did you say Diet or regular?” question in return. Blergh. I am confident that only women get asked this dumb question. My husband doesn’t get asked, but I do- easily- over half the time.
Don’t assume that because I am a woman, I am on a diet and want the diet beverage. Regular Coke, always.
4. We were in D.C. this weekend and I was asked- twice!- if this is my first child. Bless your hearts. Does this look like my first rodeo? Do I look dewy-eyed and well-rested? I will take what you just asked as a huge compliment. And- yes- your tip just went up another 5%.
5. While in D.C., the kids were with their Poppies and Mimi. Good times were had by all. Tractors were ridden, watermelons were carried, and movies were watched. From my eldest: “We watched ‘Spirit’ four times and ‘Land Before Time’ twice!” And somehow they even managed to fit in a trip to Sweet Frogs!
There’s no spoiling equal to that of the grandparents.