It's Report Card Time!

As a parent, I want my children to do well in school.  I love that my children are bright kids.  They generally do very well in school.  Why do I feel bad talking about my kids' accomplishments when I speak to other parents?  

Some kids do just as well or better than my kids.  BUT there are those that don't.  And why must I feel so bad when I speak of my kids and their good grades?  I don't want to feel like that.  I want to be able to share how well they've done without feeling guilty, like I'm just trying to brag.  I'm not really bragging, I'm just proud.  I don't go on and on about it.  But, I guess I assume that all kids at these lower grades all do well in school.  And I'm wrong to assume that.  

So, here is another reason this blog can come in handy for my life.  I can be proud that DS1 had almost a perfect report card.  And be sure to know, he's been told about the little blemish on it. And DS2 was pretty close to perfect, too.  Not exactly sure why he can't keep the difference between an author and illustrator straight, but hey, it's kindergarten.

So, yes, I have pretty smart kids.  Hopefully the boys' little sister will follow suit.  But I have a feeling she's going to pass them up.  She's already too smart for her own good.

The little things

I am so thankful for my kids.  When it seems that there's so much to stress out about, they can always (usually) make me laugh. 

We've had a rough week around here.  My DD has had some health issues in the past.  We thought we were over that hump.  Apparently we fall into that 1% where things can reoccur.  Sucks big time.  So now my DH and I must make a decision that may (or may not) affect her for the long term.  I think we know which way we're going, and I believe it's truly the best road to take.  But to say the least it's been a tough week.

So even when it's rough around here, it seems these kids look past it and observe things with a slightly different perspective.

As DH was taking DS1 and DS2 to bed, he told them to be very quiet because DD was already asleep.  DS2 responds, "But Daddy, you always tell us to be quiet, but you're really the loudest.  It's like two kittens and an elephant."   Really?  Where did that even come from?  He's six.  I love it.

So, I'm not sure in what direction this blog is going.  But, it's mine and I'm thinking it'll constantly change.  My life changes so often and goes in so many different directions, why shouldn't this blog?  So, today is just a short one.  Hopefully it gave you a chuckle.