Both my children are now back in school full time, with the bus taking them to and fro. I am humbly grateful.
Zohar had her first full day yesterday. Some of you may remember the dreaded Summer of 2007, when I received phone calls from Zohar's day camp two or three times a day (in the end , she got expelled. From day camp. At the age of four and a half. My daughter -- the overachiever). Anyway, you can imagine my trepidation when I received a call from Zohar's teacher yesterday, in the middle of the day. My immediate reaction was "What did she do?" -- not "What happened to her?" but "What happened because of her?" Fortunately, the teacher was just calling to ask about the school bus.
Jacob started Grade Six today, which places him in high school, according to his particular institution of learning. It makes me feel kind of old to have a kid in high school already but Jacob looked very young in his shirt and tie (they have to dress up for the first day), with his pen in his shirt pocket (so much for him getting to be Prom King).
Before I know it, they'll be back home, clamouring for food and television time and all the other luxuries they were deprived of during the school day. Meanwhile, I'm enjoying the silence.
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