I took Vivian up to the school last week to have her ID/yearbook picture taken. She seemed very happy to be there, and she was amazingly cooperative with the photographer. I thought her school picture turned out really well.
This morning Vivian popped right out of bed when I went in to wake her up. As she and I were waiting on the bus to arrive, Vivian kept repeating, "Where is my bus? My bus is yellow. Hurry up, Mr. Bus!" When the bus pulled up, she climbed aboard readily and went straight to her preferred seat. In past years I have had to pull Vivian out of the bushes and almost drag her the bus, so this was a most welcome change!
Vivian dictated this email to her teacher and sent it to me this afternoon:
How is Percy? The bus took me to school. I put the crayons in the box. I put my box away. I go to Art. I colored the sun. I fell down. I listened to Tony Chestnut. I did a puzzle. I want to go Home .
This is all good, except that "I fell down" translates to "I threw myself on the floor." That usually happens when her teachers are transitioning her from one task that she's enjoying to another that involves work. I'm hopeful she will have fewer episodes of "falling down" as the school year progresses. Apart from that, it sounds like the rest of her day went well.
For Dots today was her first day of high school. I texted her at lunch to see how it was going so far, and she replied, "It is crowded and scary." Yikes! Hopefully that will improve and Dots will feel more comfortable after she learns her way around the building.
Meanwhile on the western front, Will started his junior year at TCU last week. He is living off-campus in a house with five boys this year. (That scenario may be even scarier than Dots' first day of school.) Will painted his room, which previously had two black and two red walls, and found bedroom furniture at the Salvation Army. I have ordered new bedding from The Company Store, but in the meantime he is making do with some old sheets. I'm not holding my breath that any of the new linens will have made it onto his bed by the time we visit for Parents Weekend next month. Last year at Parents Weekend Will hadn't even figured out yet that his room lacked a trash can.
Here's to a great year!
Back to school, circa 1970. I am heading to First Grade at Garden Hills Elementary in Atlanta
I am setting new records for blog negligence. I am finally making some headway on my needlepoint stocking, however, and that's a very good thing!
I found this recipe on the Cooking Forum at GardenWeb.com several years ago. It is delicious and perfect for summer evenings. You can vary it by adding or deleting ingredients (I usually add grilled chicken).
1 box orzo pasta
1 large red onion, chopped
1 green pepper, chopped
1 yellow pepper, chopped
1 can artichoke hearts, coarsely chopped
1 container grape tomatoes, halved
1 cup (+ /-) feta cheese, cut into small cubes
1 cup mixed fresh olives, coarsely chopped
½ bottle Paul Newman Balsamic Vinaigrette salad dressing
Cook pasta; rinse with cold water; drain and toss with the salad dressing. Add all other ingredients except feta cheese. Mix well. Then toss in feta cheese. (Adding the feta last helps it to stay white). Serve cold. Better the next day.
Married for 26 years to Robert, three kids: Will (22), Vivian (19) and Dots (16) ~~~~
Majored in mathematics at SMU, taught elementary school for six years before Will was born ~~~~
Things I enjoy: playing duplicate bridge, working NY Times crossword puzzles, reading good books, entertaining, visiting with friends, planning trips, TRAVELING, playing board games, spending time with family, cooking, corresponding with old friends
I unintentionally contaminated all of the pictures on my blog when I changed my privacy settings on Flickr. I am working backwards to correct them all, but it is quite a tedious procedure! If you encounter a post with error messages from Flickr where the pictures should be, then I haven't gotten to that post yet. Please let me know and I will update it immediately. Thanks for your patience!