Monday, September 12, 2016

Love Letter, Month 80

Dear Kate,

You are 80 months old.
This was the month that we wrapped up SUMMER 2016 and started a new school. Whew! We made it! But it was a hard climb letmetellyou, frought with anxiety and worry about everything from your teachers to new friends to a new schedule.

But before we get to how you have adjusted to school, let's take a look back at the end of summer. Nana came specifically to spend the last part of summer with us but also to be here so she could meet your teachers and see your new school.  As usual, you loved having the extra attention that only a grandmother can provide.

After much kvetching about how you "will NEVER catch a fish" and how "Lucy ALWAYS catches fish", thank GodAlmighty and PRAISEBE, you caught one.

You even had the joy of showing it off to Sloane and Naia who were here to vist for the day.

Surprisingly (or maybe not, now I think about it), what you took away most from their visit was learning how to meditate from Ms. Hema. You have kept the chant she wrote down for you taped to the pantry door and you ask to meditate every morning before school. With our new and improved school schedule (re: having the bus pick you up practically in front of our house), we have plenty of time in the morning for that and it actually does serve to help you center yourself and have more peace in your thoughts about going to school.

You thoroughly enjoyed the end of school bash in our neighborhood, spending 2 hours sliding down slides and eating frozen ice treats. One of the the best things you've discovered is that, even though you don't have classes with your neighborhood friends like Emme and Sophia, you still get to see them at lunch and on the playground.

On the Friday before school we got to go meet your teachers and figure out where your classrooms were, where your locker was located and how to get to the lunchroom and gym.
This is your Chinese and math teacher, Liu Lao Shi.

Your English teacher is Ms. McCarthy.
Your art teacher is Ms. Siddons.
 And your music teacher is Ms. Owens.
I wish, though, that we had gotten a picture of you with the librarian, because that is your favorite place. You get to check 2 books out of the library every Thursday. You have that day etched in your mind as the goal, the prize at the end of the week. You are reading now more than ever but I fear that 2 books will not be enough. Thus far you have completely finished one of your books by Friday morning and are returning it. You wised up last week and checked out a much longer book that has kept you busy much of the weekend. In fact, you disappeared one afternoon while I was helping Lucy with piano practice and I found you holed up in your room where you had been reading for an hour. Last week, you brought home a reading log where each apple represents 10 minutes of reading. By the end of September, you are supposed to have all of them colored in. I don't think I'll need to worry about this part of your homework:
As for the first day of first grade, you survived!
Homework was exciting for the first 2 weeks but by the 3rd week, you were over it. Alas, it continues unabated and will for the next 11+ years.  Sorry for that bit of bad news...
The good news is that you will always have books which you can enjoy anywhere!
And you still have time to do the other things you love which this month has been rediscovering some of your birthday presents...namely your crystal excavation kit and your geodes.

And now, because one of your greatest gifts is your ability to turn a phrase, the Kateisms of the month:

As we were watching the Olympics you remarked, "Rhythmic gymnastics looks like ballet while throwing things around."

"If Audible isn't working I guess we can listen to the yelling music that Daddy likes."

You: Maybe Daddy will play with me when he comes downstairs.
Nana: Maybe, but it's almost your bedtime.
You: Really? That's bad. Well...it's good for you guys so you can have boring grown-up time...but it's bad for me.

You asked if your new locker would have a lock. I said that no, the lockers aren't locked but that you wouldn't be keeping valuables like money or jewelry in it, just your books and lunch. You replied, "Books are valuable! To me!"

Daddy was getting ready to hang your chair from the ceiling. You looked at the rope and said, "Do you think that rope has enough tensile strength to hold me?"
Daddy: "Do you know what the word 'tensile' means?"
You (rolling your eyes): "The ability of the rope to hold a certain amount of weight."
Lucy asked me, "Why don't you have any mosquito bites?!"
You answered, "Because her blood is old."  #nofilter #waytomakeyourmamafeelgood

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