All the kiddies are back in school now.
Doug took Noah for his first day of sophomore year and they were gone by 7:15 this morning, with eggs and toast in their bellies. Noah may have had some butterflies in his as well. He unenthusiastically opened his schultüte and stored his pens and pencils away in his binder. He does everything unenthusiastically because he is 16, so I tried not to pay too much attention.
After they left, it was time to chug down a cup of coffee and get Faith up and get ready for morning Mass. This morning my friend Gina had a lumpectomy, and I especially wanted to get to Mass. Three good reasons: first day of school, Gina, feast of St. Monica.
After Mass we came home (we stopped to get the student a spinach artichoke souffle -- and a cup of coffee for the teacher -- at Panera) and Faith opened her schultüte. I gave one to all four kids, but only got one picture. I wish I had at least gotten a picture of Geoffrey. His hair has gotten long again and he has full facial hair. He reminds me of some pictures of Jesus. Whoa! I'll try to get a picture of him soon.
Faith sailed through the day. She has a very full curriculum this year and she lapped it up. She was ready for summer to end (but by the end of the day she was ready for her school day to end). She only melted down a little during math. Everything else she enjoyed. I am doing a little more spoon feeding now than normal, mostly because fifth grade is a big growing year. She'll grow into it.
I did a little knitting during math and reading but mostly I stayed right with her. I really love days like today. Everything is fresh and welcome.
I am attempting to knit two socks at the same time.
At 3 o'clock we headed out to get Noah from school. He was a real grump, as he always is after school. I remember one of Geoffrey's preschool teachers joked that she just about had to throw raw meat on the driveway to get her kids off the bus. I didn't get it at the time -- why would a mother tolerate that kind of attitude? Ha. My first child was in preschool. Now I feel like that -- like I am picking up a hungry lion from school.
He perked up a little when we stopped at Rita's (I had promised Faith if she got all her work done before we had to get Noah we would stop -- I wouldn't have stopped for any other reason). Most days Doug will get him to save on gas. His life would be in danger if I had to get him every day.
We had a kid friendly dinner -- chicken fingers, mashed potatoes and fresh peaches (a veggie-free meal is a rare treat) and Joshua was home in time to join us. There was supposedly no homework today and everyone is just relaxing until bedtime.
I, myself, am anxious for bedtime. I had several hot flashes last night. I don't know if they are menopausal and just coincidentally started since I started on thyroid medicine, or they are from the thyroid medicine. Any suggestions, other than a walk-in freezer in the master bedroom, are appreciated. I underestimated just how hot one human body can get. I should take my temperature when I'm having one. Oh my!