I don’t know who is praying for us… but whomever you are, please do not stop!  We’ve had three fantastic days of school.  While enthusiasm waned just a bit on Wednesday, productivity did not, and I am just in awe. 

I do feel like a junior high-schooler at times, as I pick up my folders, pencil case, and schedule and shift from one part of the house to another for the next time block.  I have to refer to the schedule frequently still, as I am working my way through the day.  Oddly enough, that same long-buried, anxious feeling that I experienced daily as an early teen has snuck in once or twice as I “switch classes,” before I remind myself this is NOT Webster Junior High School!  Talk about latent emotions!  Then I am overcome with warmth as I realize we are at home and that the worst thing I am going to encounter in the next room is a sippy cup on the floor.

Tabitha joined the ranks of piano students on Tuesday.  Her joy was evident and she has been eager to practice her new pieces.  Starting first grade has been a huge blessing for her.  It hasn’t tamed her tongue any, sadly.  But she is more eager to do her chores and work than the others as she has now obtained Big Girl Status.