The baby of course - did you think I meant me?
Although these three simple words - back to school (deep sigh) have always thrilled me right down to my sharp pencils and new notebooks loving soul.
I was homeschooled (the top student in my grade, haha...) and was begging my mom by the middle of August to let me start some of my new books. I was so over sleeping in and running around outside all day with the neighbor kids and even beach days, as fun as they were. A new math set (even though I hated math - go figure) and the smell of pink erasers and a crisp stack of textbooks sent shivers down my spine and I felt as though I was about to embark on an ocean journey to far away lands. Oh, learning, how enticing you were.
I still feel this way. I've been ogling school supplies in the flyers for weeks, strangely entertained by comparing prices on loose leaf paper and trying to figure out what is going on with all the pen choices that are available. I realize with glee that September is getting closer and I feel like some learning is going to happen and aren't you excited!! (Perhaps I've just gone crazy from too many renditions of The Itsy Bitsy Spider which has led to larger than usual intellectual cravings?)
At any rate, I want to make lists of goals and choose new books to read and pick out curriculum for my children even though they're only not yet 2 and 5 months old. Mmmm, maybe a tad bit early to lay it on so heavy, poor kids.
(And in case you think I plan on being some kind of educational superwoman, I've been known at times to get more excited about the planning and the possibilities than the actual follow-through. Hmm, maybe I should make a list of ways to combat this issue?)
I may not be going back to school or having to figure out a teaching plan this year, but I'll try to take advantage of this extra dose of ambition and enjoy the fresh-piece-of-paper feeling the season offers!
|His highest ambition thus far is to escape bedtime with any kind of ball.|