My boys started school today. Stockton humored me with a first day of school picture but would not hold up one finger on both hands to make 11. Oh well, I'll take what I can get!
Stockton
Stockton did not think he needed more than one picture. He hid around the corner, but I chased him down!
Refusing to put on his backpack for me
Stockton finally agreed because he didn't want me
to follow him all the way to his bus stop!
Stockton had finance, AP Stats, AP physics with Calculus and AP US History today. Lots of disclosures! The physics teacher is new, I was kind of worried. The old teacher was great! He won teacher of the year for the entire district two years ago. When I asked Stockton about his physics teacher his reply was, "He's amazing." When I wondered if he was being serious he laughed and told me all about how funny he was. Let's just hope it stays this way! There are only 12 people in the class, so that is another added bonus.
Here is a picture of Jorja leaving to school. I had to chase her down too. At least I got pictures yesterday! Jorja didn't have as good a day as Stockton. She doesn't like a lot of her teachers. Her math teacher she had last year, Jorja didn't like her at all. She complained about her all year. The only thing keeping her in that class is Katlyn. Oh boy. Her English teacher is the one that hated Stockton. Jorja is intimidated of her because of that. Most people seem to like her, Jorja does not want her to find out that Stockton is her brother!
Jorja
Preston had a great day. He is going to love this year. I am not worried about him at all!
Preston
Preston doesn't understand why I want him to hold up 4 fingers
Fine Mom! That doesn't look creepy at all!
He did let me follow him and get as many pictures as I wanted.
There he goes!
Still using Jorja's backpack. He's so low maintenance.
My boys!
Stockton & Preston
Jorja had her first softball practice today. I dropped her off and was so thrilled to see her talking to a few different people. She knew two girls from softball camp and one girl who was on her team last year. (Not last spring, but last year) I couldn't stay, but I got back a few minutes before practice was over. Jorja cried on the way home. She is so scared and nervous. This coach yells. She has never had a coach that yells before. Jorja's scared of her already. She wants to play catcher, but is afraid the coach will yell at her and tell her she is a bad catcher. Jorja doesn't think she's going to like it. I told her this is probably a good stepping stone to see how much she likes softball. She really wanted to be on a competitive team, but hasn't played long enough to be able to make one of those. If this coach makes her hate softball, I'm sure the competitive teams would be worse. If she still loves softball after this then she'll probably love it forever. I guess we'll wait and see what happens. I wish Jorja had a better day. It didn't help that I got frustrated with her at the end of the day. Right at bed time she mentions that she wants to redo her summer math homework. She had all summer to do this, so it was pretty annoying. I was sitting by her ready to explain things if she needed and she submitted it without asking me. That kind of frustrated me, especially since she couldn't understand why she got some answers wrong. She always complains about not understanding math, but she will never ask me for help. Right now I can totally help her and I would love to help her. I can not help at all when she gets to Stockton's stage! I wish she would listen to me instead of feeing she needs to do everything on her own. I love that she's independent, but sometimes asking for help is not a bad thing. I snapped at her which made her cry, which annoyed me because she can't handle any type of redirection. That makes me frustrated which gets me upset and I really snap at her to stop crying because there was no reason for her to cry in the first place. By snapping at her the second time it gives her a reason to cry and on and on it goes. In conclusion, Jorja didn't have a great day. I didn't handle it well at the end. She'll survive. Hope I can survive her teenage years. I think she is going to make this a lot harder than Maysen did!
Speaking of Maysen, I miss her! I texted her and asked how her day was. She said, "Long and frustrating." I asked what was frustrating and she texted back, "Blog". This blog is going to be a blessing and a curse!
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