One day I'll get to school on time. Today; however, was not that day. Today was the day that I snapped this beautiful shot with my phone as I barreled down the highway at dangerous speeds in order to not be any late-r. Just look at that sunrise, would ya? In my opinion, if you're driving to work and the sun hasn't even made it all the way up, something is WRONG! School should start at noon, and that's all there is to it. My class recently studied about Brazil, and we learned that school starts at 7:15 (BOO!)...but the day is over at 10:45 a.m. (VIVA BRAZIL!)
So, where was I? Babbling, oh yes. Thanks.
Yes, we're still grinding at the usual--gymnastics, swimming, and 3 different grade levels worth of homework per night. Jack is tearing up 5th grade, and by tearing up I mean trying his best to DRIVE HIS MOTHER CRAZY! That's another post for another day. A LONG ONE! Oy. If only he had more of his mother's DNA and less of his father's, he'd be perfect. Like his mother. Ahem. Moving on.....Sam has third grade by the throat and won't let go. Literally. We're afraid he'll be there again next year. Ok, maybe I exaggerate, but he is also intent on giving his dear, patient mother heart failure. Again, another post for another day. Sophy recently cleared out her 2nd grade classroom with a carton of milk that had been in her backpack (FULL carton of milk) for 5 days. Poor teacher kept smelling something "horrendous" and couldn't quite put her finger on the origin of the odor...I mean, c'mon people, it's 2nd grade. It's bound to not be fresh EVERY day, right? Long story short, the offending carton was eventually discovered. Her explanation, "I WAS JUST TRYING TO KEEP BURGLARS OUT OF MY BACKPACK."
Nice.