Back to School

I was in Rogers today trying to do some last minute things before the first day of school. On my way home I got behind an old, beat-up pickup that had more rust than paint. We stopped at a light, so I had the pleasure of reading his many bumper stickers. One of them read, "We don't call 911" and it had a picture of a gun under it. Another said, "Get R Done, Get R Did, Turn R Over, Do R Again." Now if you are most people, you would likely have been a little offended. But if you are a teacher you immediately begin to wonder if this guy has a child that will be going into the 6th grade this year. That's how my mind works anyway--no time to be offended. I'm already wondering if I will be forced to conduct parent/teacher conferences with this guy.

School starts on Monday! Summers really fly. It will be a year of change for me: new team, new subject, new grade, new room. Everything has gone pretty smoothly so far. We had our open house on Thursday night and most of my homeroom showed up, so I got to meet a large number of my students and their parents. I asked one little girl if she had any questions for me (after I gave her a seat and a locker) and she said that she didn't, but that she just couldn't wait until Monday. It really looked like she was about to burst with excitement. I thought it was so cute. I guess it is a pretty big deal to these kids to be in middle school. They feel so grown up. Sixth grade truly is different from seventh. By the time they get to seventh the newness has worn off and they are already middle school experts. Not quite as exciting any more.

Henry update:

Henry was eating oatmeal this morning and he sneezed with his mouth full. Oatmeal spewed everywhere including all over me. He thought it was hilarious.
Good thing sneezing is involuntary!

I took this last night.
Henry and Chad accidentally had the same shirt on
so I had to capture it on film.