Kait has now crossed the threshold of schooldays. She marched off to school on her first day with very high hopes. Her expectations were higher than her eyebrows and it does seem like her eyebrows are very high most of the time as she raises them for effect when she pronounces each syllable of a word. That's only about 70% of the time but it's not what this blog is about.
So, Kait had her assessment the third day of school and came out exclaiming that she thought she did very well and that she liked her new teachers. A couple of days later she told me that she had learned something very important about math during her assessment. I showed the proper interest and she continued while KLOVE blared in the background and I'm sorry to say I temporarily tuned out but came back with a snap when she said "and that's what it means to 'predict', so now I know what the word 'predict' means.
On Monday the kids had the day off and I was out of whole milk so I asked if they'd like me to make some oatmeal and eggs. Kait replied "well, I'd rather have pancakes... that is IF you know how..."
I tried not to smile and said "I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that."
She got quite a bit of mirth out of that and smiled rather triumphantly.
I asked if she thought they'd like to have the oatmeal pancakes I occasionally make and she said "well, not really... you see... those don't really.... um... agree with my taste buds." (while tapping her tongue with her finger for emphasis)
Alright so she won that round, and got her pancakes but never told me if they were up to snuff with the holy grail of Daddy's pancakes.
Now, yesterday she got home from school and had been here for a bit and then said "Mom, I need to talk to you about something." I said "really?" She nodded and said "I am disappointed with Flagstaff Academy." I nodded and said "why?" She said "well, I thought it was going to be harder but it's not, and they made me sit and color for 30 minutes. It's just too boring." I told her I'd let Ms. Millane know she wanted harder work (just humoring her, I mean they have to do a lot of boring remedial stuff for the first few weeks of school.) She had similar conversations with every member of our family before the night was over, the last one to her Daddy ended with a bit of moisture in her eyes. Her "school honeymoon" had already ended. Today she got in the car and immediately said "Mom, do you have Mrs. Millane's phone number? I want you to call her and tell her that school is not hard enough." I pulled forward and waved Mrs. Millane over. She came over and I reiterated everything to her within Kait's hearing. She smiled and she reassured Kait that it would get harder. Kait oversaw this with her eyebrows raised, I suppose to show us the gravity of the situation. When we got home she told me we had better go downstairs and find some hard school work for her to do. And she did. LOL!
And finally, there's that bit about finding it necessary to use five syllable words in most sentences as Poppy put it. Sunday, Kait told Jody that she didn't know the names of the children in her class at church. He said, "well, their names are right on their shirts." Her voice got an edge and she said "well Dad, I can't just read their names immediately, like you can."
Ah, Kaity Kat. Someday, I will cry with laughter when I read this again and I'll hug you and be so glad I know you. You three are the biggest stress reliever a Mom could ever have. With you guys around I don't have to find things to laugh about, rather it seems I'm always trying to not.
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