I’ve been a naughty, absent blogger for the last couple of months and for that I’m sorry. It’s just that we’ve had some big changes in our household that have forced us into a new routine.
I had planned on working more outside the home when Luke started school. In my mind these two things would happen almost effortlessly, but I was in for a rude awakening. Kindergarten is hard, yo! And I’m not even the one taking classes.
I did NOT expect there to be homework so early on. Now, everyday I dread unzipping Luke’s little backpack and finding our to-do list. What’s it going to be tonight, Teach?
“Instructions: Put two rhyming items into this ziplock baggie and return it in your child’s backpack tomorrow.”
Are you freaking kidding me?! Is this kindergarten or Harvard?
Luke’s headfirst dive into the shallow end of kindergarten has been less than traumatic. However, I think once his teacher gets to know him she will have a better appreciation for what his previous teacher referred to as “his lovable quirks.”
One day last week he got off the bus and met me with a frown. My mind went immediately to the worst case scenario- three things that rhyme in a ziplock baggie. “Well,” he sighed. “I’ve got terrible news. I’m not allowed to tell jokes in school anymore.”
“Okay. Well, there’s probably a better time and place for telling jokes,” I said as I shook his backpack and listened for the sound of a ziplock baggie. No baggie. Sweet!
“Well, I’m not happy about it, Mom. I’m also not happy because I gotta go to the vet.”
“Why do you need to go to the vet?”
He flexed his bicep and lisped through his gappy grin.
“Because my pythons are sssss-thick.”
