july

I was online ordering Reese some long sleeve shirts for Fall when I realized if I didn't blog a little this morning it might actually be Fall before I remembered.

July has been full.

We spent every morning last week in Art class, and although I'm skeptical that he learned anything about art, he had lots of fun seeing his friends every morning.  This week I've had to work.  I spent Monday morning getting ready for work, Tuesday and Wednesday at work, and yesterday recovering.  With that my week is gone.

I will say that I left work Wednesday afternoon with a renewed spirit.  The last few work years have been rough.  And although I never doubted my calling to be a teacher, I did doubt my placement.  Things have changed, though, and I'm excited to start the new year.  Not ready-- and certainly sad that August will be here before we know it-- but not full of dread either.  It's a nice feeling to have.

While we're on the subject of school, I took Reese Monday morning to meet his new principal and take a little tour of the building.  He got to feed the school fish, see where he'll eat lunch, and look into lots of classrooms.  We also saw the playground.  His principal is sweet as she can be and could probably sense that he was little apprehensive.  She told me we could come back as many times as we needed to before August 19th.  As we walked out of the building I asked Reese what he thought and he told me in a firm, but sweet, voice that the school was too big, he has no friends there, and so he's never going back.

It would appear we have a problem on our hands.

To be honest, it is a big school.  Especially for a little boy who has spent the last four plus years at one small school.  And he really doesn't have any friends going there, but I'm certain he will make lots.  I'm also thankful, for once, that Lofton is the one that takes him to school.

We've begun the process of buying school supplies-- maybe a new backpack, lunch box, and nap blanket will help?

Finally, t-Ball has continued and will continue for two more weeks.  I'm over it, y'all.  Three games a week is exhausting.  Coach Lofton agrees with me.  It cuts into my cooking dinner time and my wine drinking.

Boo on both accounts.