Hang on to your boot straps, its gonna be a rough ride...

Thursday we went to Meet the Teacher/PTA Pizza party. Had a good time inspite of T wanting to run crazy all over the place. We sat with a few families from church and visited while we ate. I sarcastically said, so Parker is starting kindergarten huh? And was shocked that their son truly was, I said to them "but he was just born". In my mind, no one grows up and when I find out their age it blows me away.

We then started discussing how old are subsequent children were and how T is finally liking nursery. Well, by liking, I mean not screaming and crying the whole time and I can go to class. And by no surprise they released the Nursery Leader, with only a few months left until another adjustment to Sunbeams.

K then pipes in how she "hates church". I said to her, "no you don't, you always have fun with your teacher and you love to sing." K then says "not their songs". So I told Tealen, have Wendy put a country twang on the primary songs and she'll love it. My friends husband then started to sing an awful country rendition of I Love to See the Temple. He was then asked to never do that again. :o) And I was told that I was in TROUBLE. (Her favorite song is Going through Hell by Rodney Atkins. though she does sing heck.)

I really think she just dislikes the idea of church. She is always saying it was fun when I get her from primary. She is definately strong willed and has her own ideas of how things should be.

Tuesday is the first day of 1st Grade. Her teacher is brand new to this school, but has been teaching for 17 years or so. She is coming from General Beadle (a school across town). Hope K likes her, she is very different from K's kindergarten teacher. I'm sure she's great.

We'll see how this all-day thing goes. I'm a bit worried about the tiredness and whininess that may come from this. That seems to be the hardest thing for me to deal with. Because when she's over-tired or hungry, she has a really hard time coping with things. The only fix is sleep or eating, and I can't make her do anything. We may have compounded this by enrolling her in an afterschool Spanish class two days a week. She is excited about that though.

We gave Aggie to Stephanie and Devin. K has mixed emotions, sad that she won't get to see Aggie every day, but glad that she can play outside without the dog trying to bite her. I'll be very glad to not her her screaming AAAAGGGGIIIIIEEEE, in that whiny, shrill yell that she has.