Joshua is still in Seattle and the rest of us were out to eat. On the way, we saw a restaurant with the Duke logo outside of it. Julia said, "I thought that was a Duke cafe. Or buffet." She was a total chatterbox all night and kept us laughing. We talked about what you would bring with you on a one-year trip if you could only take 3 things. Gray debated about the xbox and then decided on a football, basketball, and basketball goal. Julia said right away, "Food, a lamp because that would be nice to give you some light, and a clock because it plays you music and helps you fall asleep. Well, maybe a toothbrush instead, because that is better." Funny how different they are!
This led to talk about cell phones (Matt's choice) and Gray says in exasperation, "When I am going to get a phone?!?!" and Julia says in an equally dramatic tone, "When am I going to get braces?!" On the way home, she made lots of comments about the songs on the radio, such as how when boys sing a song about sweetheart, it's like when you grow up and get married and love someone and she thinks they are singing to girls. Of course it all sounds funnier in her unique way of putting things.
I had parent-teacher conferences for all the kids the last few days. Julia's teacher confirmed that yes Julia was correct when she told me she was "varely" listening the first weeks of school. She said she was totally in her own world and they couldn't snap her out of it easily. But that was probably her being overwhelmed with the transition of quiet days with me to loud, long days in the classroom. Now she's doing well, though she is a talker, but not a "loud talker, just a sneaky talker". She's doing very well academically and she enjoys it, so overall great report. She is loving her dance class and it was so fun watching on parent observation day Monday. I kept thinking "One of these is not like the other" when she would be a bit off the rest of the group and she did some lovely eye rolling and groans when she got tired of doing arabesques! But she was so enthusiastic in her marching along to the tap dance and we just got a big kick out of the whole thing.
Gray's teacher said he's so bright and such a neat kid with lots of interesting things to say. He's above average academically, despite his attention issues, so she says she really can't complain. His score of 192 words per minute reading was by far the highest she's ever seen. He's still doing some ridiculous things like stuffing his face to the almost choking point at lunch, but it's better than that rainy week when he ate part of a glue stick and smeared peanut butter on his face. I think part of that was due to not getting outside enough. She said they were all going crazy. His biggest struggle is writing, but he's showing some signs of wanting to try harder with that and making good progress when he does try. I'm so happy we got this teacher who genuinely likes having Gray in her class! He was so happy to finish the big mile run with a 7:21 time a few weeks ago. It's such a big deal at school and he was pretty concerned.
My class is going great! I love my little group of 6 and we have a lot of fun reading and talking together, doing discovery and experiment activities, playing outside. They are so cute, well-behaved, and eager to learn. It's a great job.
Raven's doing well for the most part. I think she doesn't like those days we are gone a lot and she's confined to her crate. But left unsupervised, she does things like poop upstairs and get into the trash, so that's just the way it has to be. She is well-loved and the kids often argue over who will feed her or take her out of her crate or give her treats.
I want to slow down time and enjoy each of our days well, but still working on how to make that happen! :) There's always something to clean or wash, something to straighten or water, behavior stuff to talk through, homework to do, books to read, activities or parties to go to, meals to make, grocery story trips to go on, walks to take. Just normal busy family life. Things are good, but I do miss those slower summer days. It may be summer before I get around to writing again....

