This was the day Renee had been waiting for ever since her brother started school one year ago. When she turned five back in February, it was unbearable to her that she couldn’t start school right then. Finally, finally, the morning came! She squirmed into my bed singing, “Today’s the day! Today’s the day!” Then she got on her little black and white sundress, her pink suede boots, and her pink hairband, and she was ready to roll out that door. Too nervous for breakfast!
When she stepped off the bus this afternoon, she was still grinning from ear to ear. McKinley, on the other hand, has already begun his usual tirade against the entire concept of school. He’s already asked me why he can’t get a job. And yet, this afternoon, as we sat down to do his reading homework, he started reading through the whole book. After dinner he went straight back upstairs to continue his reading, so that by bedtime he had read two-thirds of the textbook reader. He was only supposed to read five pages.
Renee was a bit miffed that she couldn’t read yet, but I settled her down with the wonderfully illustrated “Tales of Brer Rabbit”–his mischief and thievery seemed to quell her reading jealousy, at least for tonight. Later I heard her singing a new Kindergarten song to herself, and I was wrapped in the happy sound of her voice.
Now all the school children/teens are snug in their beds. I need to run through the house and turn off any extra lights–we’re solar powered now!–and then I’ll wash away the sweat and stick of another summer daybefore capping off the day with my new nightly routine: sitting out on the deck that comes off my bedroom and star-gazing myself into blissful gratitude for being alive, here, now.
For Dinner: the Queen Trout Andrew pulled from the river on Saturday, plus green beas and rolls
Tomorrow: a new shorter cast on the arm! I’ll be able to bend my elbow! Ah, the simple joys of life.