Today was our volunteer fair to recruit newbies for our programs. Dave is co-chairing the evening science program, while I am co-chairing Project Cornerstone ABC readers. I am tasked with getting all 30 classrooms at least 1 if not more readers per month. It’s a daunting task because we want all 900 + kids to have the same message. Yes, there are over 900 kids at school, larger than the middle school across town, we were told this week. I left the house to arrive at my booth by 730 am, while Dave waited a little bit before bringing the kids and manning his booth. Funny thing was we were right across the room from one another. We were throwing up signs to each other with respect to the kids, who were outside curious as to what was going on. Other volunteers brought their kids in, so I told Dave to take Brandon, who was happy to man the booth and chat (of course), while Peyton hung back behind the table, glancing around (of course). By 8 am, I escorted her to her playground, and she was a bit clingy, as there were still lots of adults hanging around. I quickly hugged her, told her to go play, and that I’d see her on the blacktop at flag salute. With that, she perked up, separated, put her bag down, and headed out. Big girl! I turned around and ran across the playground, back to the multi to man my booth. Brandon hadn’t left to go play at 8 am; he chose to wait with Dave at the booth until line-up time. I had to convince Dave to wear his volunteer shirt I bought for us 4 years ago. He reluctantly wore it, as he refuses to wear anything red. It scared me when I saw him it was SO MUCH RED! I missed flag salute because I was busy talking up the program, so I ran across the room to ask Dave if he could go spot Peyton. He left to go find her, about 5 minutes late, 820 am. I was hoping she wouldn’t be sad since I wasn’t where I’d told her to be. It’s sad the last two years we’ve missed the first flag salute of the year because we’ve been inside. He came back and told me he didn’t find her. We went about the rest of the fair, with Dave leaving right as the president of the PTA started her kindergarten/new parent spiel. I stayed to help clean up, then I headed home to get to work on recruitment material. I’d collected emails, and it was time to compile and start making my class lists. It took me the entire time before it was time to go back and pick the kids up. I wanted to go back into the office to ask a question, then I went to get Peyton at CDC. She didn’t even notice when I was there. I was chatting with the teacher about how she was doing. She’s the teacher who’s been asking when Peyton will be arriving…for the past 2 years! She told me she’s doing well, making friends, and is “very sweet.” We talked for a few minutes before Peyton finally turned around and saw me. She was laughing at a boy who was doing silly things to get attention. I think she’s used to that! We packed up her stuff, and she reported she finished her lunch, liking the noodles I’d given her. Unlike Brandon, Peyton loves to eat whenever she can at school. It’s for opposite reasons! For Brandon, he’s too busy talking. For Peyton, it’s probably easier to engage others over food. Like a lunch date. I will come in to volunteer once lunch starts and see for myself how she is really doing. I didn’t get to see her own teacher today. But while we were waiting for Brandon, I ran into my co-lead, and Peyton started watching her first to get her attention. Then, she even interrupted me to tell me about her day before I was done talking. I’m sure my co-lead had never heard her talk before. After we wrapped up, Peyton chatted more about her day. While we were walking to the car, she and Brandon were jockeying for attention to tell me what was going on. Brandon was upset because “some kids just don’t know how to play with Legos. They don’t know how to clean up after themselves, and the teacher was getting upset! Geez, we just want to go already!” I just let him go on, and told him he has to worry about himself and put stuff away like he knows how. Peyton was telling me it was “Arthur Friday”, and that the kids who are on blue (above green) get to be Arthur puppets. There were 8 kids. She was on green, which I told her was still very good. But she said, “Blue means, ‘You’re a Rock Star!’ That’s another level above green.” I asked her what the kids did to get blue, and she told me they cleaned up their stuff. She said she’d try to get it, and purple means that your parents get notified that you’ve done a good job. I told her that her goal is to stay on green or above for the whole year. Yesterday, she pointed out the principal as she was walking away from the office. She said, “Oh, Mommy, look, the principal is there!” I reminded her that she should try to stay out of the principal’s office, and to talk to her for good behavior. She agreed! As we talked more, I told her about what happened at flag salute. I told her Dave had come out to find her. She said she didn’t see him, but she saw “Brother”. In generic pharmacy online you will have more information about smoking, its health risks, and quitting, so specialized information about levitra without prescription Order Page common gender differences can make it that much easier to beat smoking and get on with life. So if you cheapest viagra professional are under the same brand name as kamagra tablets. Some healthy foods such as soy, flaxseed, and vitamin E enriched foods such as nuts, whole grains, apricots and green vegetables etc. tonysplate.com levitra price The presentation was very detailed, so I encourage you generika levitra to go for it. She told me that they did the “Shuffle” dance after flag salute. I think it’s the Cupid Shuffle, from what she was singing, and what I’ve heard before. She said the principal said it might be difficult for the kinder kids. Peyton told me she couldn’t do the dance because she got her left and her right mixed up. I told her, “You know your right and your left!” She said, “I know, but I forgot!” Haha…poor kid, probably stressed her out! We came home, at a snack, and then we headed out to the pool. I’d told them that we could by the end of the week, since we had piano yesterday. It was only fitting we started the week in the pool, and we ended the week in the pool. With our time in the pool and the lessons they’ve been taking, they can down dive down to retrieve objects. Peyton can get her rings, and Brandon can get his sinking toys. Brandon was practicing holding his breath longer, and can now swim a lap holding his breath underwater. Of course, he was challenged by a girl named Anna (like in Frozen) that is Peyton’s friend. We always see her at the pool or at the club, and she is really sweet to Peyton. Peyton will wave at her first now, so they’ve struck up a friendship. She’s a good swimmer, too, and can go into the deep end independently. I think she is between Brandon and Peyton’s age, or maybe closer to Brandon’s age, based on height. Who knows, she could be older than Brandon, just shorter for her age; I can never tell with that. So, she took off with some friends, while Peyton and Brandon did “shark, shark what time is it?” The each took a turn, but when it was Peyton’s turn to be shark, and she was chasing Brandon, she swallowed a bunch of water. It scared her to the point she came over to me and told me she was done. We’d been in for 45 minutes, so it was time. We got out and watched Brandon from the side. I was close by, but not IN the water, which was kind of nice. After 5 minutes, Brandon was bored, and he, too, got out on his own. They showered up at the outside showers, and I watched and helped dry off. Brandon changed clothes in the inside kids’ room, while Peyton and I changed inside the women’s locker room. Brandon stayed put right where I’d instructed him. I didn’t want to shower so it would force me to go run later. We came home to Dave washing his car. By the looks of things, he’d been there a little while already. We waited for him, while Peyton practiced piano inside. Brandon went to help out. We ate dinner, then to celebrate Peyton’s dessert ban being over, almost all month long, we went out to try the new cookies/ice cream place. Brandon didn’t make a big deal about it. He sat there and looked around while Peyton ate her mint chip, and I had a kona coffee macaron sandwich with coffee almond ice cream. Dave had a regular cookie sandwich with the same ice cream as me. After the kids came home, Peyton went straight to bed. She’s been sooo tired these last 3 days without a nap. In the car, on the way back, she asked, “So, tomorrow, I can sleep in right? We don’t have to get up early to go to school!” Poor thing. I know she is dragging when at 7 pm, she gets a glazed over look in her eye, then becomes loopy. Even with Brandon making all kinds of noise at bedtime, right outside her room, she was sound asleep. It was the same way I found her this morning at 7 am when I went to wake her. Mouth open, breathing deeply…out. Cold. Maybe we can still get her to nap on the weekends so we can all have quiet time 🙂 Here’s a picture of her lunch bag, which I convinced her to use instead of the Frozen bag that doesn’t zipper or seal at the top. There are already so many frozen back packs (and lunch bags, I’m sure) ,and I didn’t want her to get that one dirty or lose it. This one was from Auntie Kristin last year, and we saved it for now. It’s the cleanest it’ll ever be…
The non-shower worked. And the guilt from eating ice cream. 5 miles – DONE! And early…it’s supposed to be tomorrow. Next week is a “real” week of work. The summer is over, and it’s on to a new routine for our entire family. Yikes…I hope it goes as well as I’d planned it in my head. Dave thinks it’s roughest for me, since I will spend lots of time with them. I told him that was the point, but the downside is that he will spend less awake time, since he gets home later. Hopefully, kids will be done with homework and chores and ready to just hang out with him when he gets home. Maybe.