We got to school after a crazy morning of missing ice packs, dead car batteries and the general chaos of trying to find a routine. Jackson is in Mrs. Dumais' class and we left him with a few small tears but to his classmates already welcoming him to his new school. Chloe, the big fifth grader, is in Mrs. Gautier's class and was basically annoyed that we had walked her to class at all...but we gave our goodbyes anyway and left her in the hands of the other students.
Now, of course, there had to be a little drama,after all, this is me we are talking about. Just as I am getting Aila down for her nap the phone rings and it is the Catholic Board of Education! Jackson had thrown up all over the floor after lunch. Back to school I go, again!!! I pick him up and load him in the car and I said "How was your day?" His response was "It was great until the puking thing and get this Mom...it is only the FIRST day of school and already girls are sending me notes wanting to date me!" :) Things are back to normal....But, as most of you know, Jackson is "Laying off girls until I (he) get(s) back to America". We will see how this plays out!
Home for an hour and we loaded back up to get Chloe from school...I never thought I would say this, but I MISS CARLINE....gasp! This pick up system isn't a system at all, it is MAYHEM. There are cars everywhere, in the parking lot, on the street, cars blocking cars that are parked in the parking lot and kids running willy-nilly everywhere!!! Someone is going to perish, no doubt. We made it to the car in tact and headed home to Chloe reporting that all was well and she had already made a friend! Thank God!
Score one for the Evans Family! We survived the first day in a new school in a new country and everyone came home happy!
So glad to hear the kids did good! Been thinking about you all a lot
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that the kids are making friends of the regular and potential girlfriend kind (Way to got go JACKSON! you American charmer!).
ReplyDeleteThe day sounds like the stuff books are soon to be made of. They sound like they are growing up fast... no more "walk me to school time" for you till little miss Aila starts to school!