Twas the Night Before School
'Twas the night before school started!
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Twas the night before school started
When all through the town
The parents were cheering. It was a riotous sound.
By eight the kids were washed
And tucked into bed
When memories of homework
Filled them with dread
New pencils, new folders,
New notebooks, too,
New teachers, new friends-
Their anxiety grew.
The parents just giggled
When they learned of this fright
And shouted, "Upstairs!
GO TO BED! IT'S A SCHOOL NIGHT!"
I think having Friday be a parent/student orientation and meet & greet with the teachers was a brilliant idea. Nevertheless, it is funny how our time has been rather unstructured the past few weeks and now we are thrown right back into a whirlwind of events.
So both boys are bathed and in bed at just a tad bit later than I would prefer. I usually have them start a school night bedtime a few days ahead of time after a break. And 6...yes SIX alarms are set at intervals to get us up on time... I know it sounds pathetic but Nethan is really the only early riser and even then he usually picks the weekend to get up early.Clothes are all set in their little closet cubicles for the week (great thing I bought that is a godsend), Bryceton's backpack is already in the car and both the camcorder and digital camera are ready to go.
We have decided to have breakfast together the three of us at the school this year which will be a very nice little thing we can do to start our day off in a good way. It also will save clean up time and get us a nice parking space to boot! Both boys will be having warm lunch so no worries there.
The suitcases are ready to be filled for the cruise and there are piles of clothes ready to fill them. I had planned on being packed by tonight but the house was really awful and needed a deeper cleaning. More times than not it feels like we are camping in doors. I remind myself this is a tropical place...daily...if not hourly. I also remind myself Geckos are friends not lizards...After all they eat the bugs that bother me more than the geckos. I much prefer Geckos to cockroaches, ants, and the dreaded centipede. Ohh and those centipedes are really nasty buggers. They are so large they are more like a small animal than a bug...You can hear them click their little legs...Creepy...
I have started to load up the ipod but it is very bittersweet since my external hard drive crashed several days ago. The hard drive housed all of my mp3s as well as the vast majority of every digital picture I have ever taken ... I have someone who is going to try to recover the data so I have stopped weeping at least for now but it probably won't be in time for the cruise. I have for reading. Not quite light reading but oh well. If you have some suggestions for me to take along, please let me know. I love to read books suggested by others no matter the type. In fact the best books have always come from someone else. So please share with me your top picks. Otherwise I do have a few others to take along as well. Before kids I would have needed about a book a day... now with kids it is always hard to know how many to pack. I am figuring 3 for a seven day cruise. Then again there is the internet and weather factor too! If the weather is bad I am likely to be in the internet cafe surfing and blogging away.
I am so very pleased and relieved my grandfather is indeed coming on the trip. I know he has some anxiety about the trip but it would not have been right to not have him with us and I really feel he needed to go as much for all of us as for himself. I mean how could we possibly describe to him the fun it is going to be to have all of us at the family night club? Nethan and Heather are both dancers. And I have to tell you, Nethan doesn't just like dancing... he is honestly good at it. The boys got riddim, far more rhythm than myself or his brother.
The first of those 6 alarms is going to go off far sooner than later so the packing and trip preparations will have to wait a few more hours.Send in those book suggestions!



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Today there was an orientation at the school and a meet and greet the teacher. As Nethan just qualified for Special Ed yesterday, he wasn't completely and officially enrolled yet so we didn't know what classroom will be his. Both boys are excited Nethan will be at school there too. Very very cute. Adorable. I can't quite fathom Bryceton is a 4th grader. Holy Shiznit. And Nethan... my little babylicious.. my baby is off spending the night all by himself with Grandma and Grandpa. Bryceton is with a friend and here I sit... preparing for the cruise and trying to repair the damage they can effortlessly inflict...and well playing with my new cell phone.
The St. Petersburg Rag of a newspaper I wouldn't line a cat box with if I had a cat, opines Jeb Bush, and it is insinuated the rest of us as well who recognize Terri Schiavo as having been murdered should: 

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It is Crystal Clear to me there is little I can add or want to add to the discussion in the blogosphere on this issue...a flag of support says all I have to say at this moment... and continuous prayers for the complete disarmament.





