It is not yet May, and my love affair with the 8th grader is waning. They are stretching, reaching, pummeling, tearing, ripping their way toward high school. Therefore, I have been tired. Tired. Tired. Tired. And absent from my little blogosphere. Today was particularly trying and more than anything I wanted to crawl into a nice, comfortable hole and pull it in after me.
But the Mother & Daughter luncheon is on May 2nd and there is MUCH to do. MUCH. TO. DO. So I decided to do what I could, and tonight that was putting my blue and white dishes into my Granny’s china cabinet. Here is photographic evidence of the event that saved (barely) my sanity for today.
Victoria helped too–with the sanity saving AND the china cabinet. At one point, all I could think to do to make me feel better was to get her into my lap. She was on the computer working on her novel (no lie–and it’s VERY well written), but she obliged and told me about her day. There is something healing in holding your daughter on your lap–even when she doesn’t fit anymore.
We made it work.
Today was “gel pen day” in science class. I am pretty sure it was “gel pen day” because Victoria’s teacher is having the same problem with her 5th graders that I’m having with my 8th. My girl, however, is one that TRULY LOVED getting to do her science study guide in pink and purple gel pen, “. . .’cause we’re SUPPOSED to do them in pencil, Momma, but Mrs. Detering said it would be okay for ONE day to use the special gel pens that the P.T.O. gave her.”
Tomorrow I need to pay more attention to the ones that love what we are doing in class–or at least choose to politely endure it. Maybe we need a gel pen day in 8th grade.