Wednesday, January 7, 2015

I almost forgot...

I even really had a blog in the first has been that long.  But, over break I was reminded that I used to have a blog (in which I wrote in somewhat regularly) so I went back and reread a lot of my old posts.  There were many things that I forgot about happening.  I realized that I wrote about the monkeys more often than not, and having a blog is kind of like a written record of the day-to-day happenings of our lives.  I realized that I laugh at my own jokes (as my DH called me out for snickering while I was reading).  I also realized that I really miss writing.  In my new job (btw, I left the classroom and am now a special education process coordinator/licensed tester/IEP checker/Instructional Coach/grossly underpaid public servant), I do a lot of technical writing in the form of evaluation reports, but I never get to write just for the fun of it.  I feel like I need to get some of the pleasure of sharing a good story back.  So here's to a new year and new stories to tell. 

I'll start with one from yesterday.  The Middle Schooler is a bit of a brainiac (he would tell you he is a geek, not to be confused with a nerd).  Anyway, as we were driving to the next town over to collect the Clover from my mom's house after piano lessons, he said, "Guess what happened in Math today?"  I said, "Tell me." (because really, who knows what could happen in a 6th grade advanced math class on the first day back after break?).  So then he relayed this to me, getting progressively louder as he said it,  "Well Mr. R was going over the test we took right before break.  Then he told us the highest grade in the class was a 98%.  Then I looked down at my paper, and it was MINE HE WAS TALKING ABOUT!"  Was I happy?  Yes.  Was he happy?  Absolutely.  Was I surprised?  Not really.  Was he suprised?  Yes.  But, I'm not really sure why.  So I told him to keep it up.