Ugh, it was 7th grade open house tonight at Emily's new Junior High. What in the world? How can my baby be going into junior high?
It was all very nice and it was nice to see the campus and meet the teachers. It seems great, but, but but, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! I want her to stay little.
Anyway, Emily handled it all pretty well. She was a bit concerned with the lockers and how the combination works. She's never used a lock like that. The school is really nice and has two stories, we didn't know that. And it's all inside, so you don't have to go outside to run from class to class.
The only real question Emily had when we left was if she'd still get recess. Um, nope! Which made David and I laugh. Can you imagine if as adults they gave you a 15 minute break from work to go play tag with your coworkers? Actually, it sounds awesome, but I guess at some point, you have to give up recess. That time is now.
And Noah came home last week telling me that a girl in his class, Viola loves him. Not likes him. She said she loves him. To which Noah told me and I will quote, "I don't know why she likes me. I'm kind of disgusting. I pick my nose. I don't wash my hands...." Oh brother. Yeah, you are gross, go take a shower.
Then, he comes home today with an adorable beenie that another little girl, Paloma, made him. Well, I think Paloma's Mom made it, but what is going on here? If you remember, Paloma was the little girl that Noah called fat earlier this year and wrote her an apology letter. You can refresh here. Well, he didn't mean she was fat, just that her coat was puffy. Bad choice of words little man.
In any case, he seems to have the girls eating out of the palm of his boogery hand. Enjoy ladies!