Just to let you know… things are looking up. Arleigh is still having good and bad days. Hanan has settled in to being Hanan. I never thought I would say this, but one of my favorite parts of the day is sitting for up to a half hour in the parent pick up line every day. Let me explain…
I thought the parent pick up line was brilliant at our new school. You have a number in your window. When you pull up, the kid knows their number and they are escorted to your car. I didn’t stop to consider that if my number is in the high 200s, there are logically more than 200 cars to shuffle through every day. So the line forms at 3:30, well before the kids are let out of school at 4. You have to pick up your kid before 4:15 or they start charging babysitting fees. I have no idea how they get 200+ cars through that line before some magic clock starts ticking to charge fees. I have no intention of finding out either.
Anyway, I discovered that this is great time to read news on my phone. I catch up on magazines. Bria watches her new copy of the Wiggles EVERY DAY!!! (Thanks Pauline 😉 and we wait. That is until Mr. Frank found us. Mr. Frank is an very sweet elderly gentleman who volunteers at the school every day. He has taken a shine to both of my girls but he dearly loves Hanan, who he refers to as his “Little One.” His goal is to see how many times he can make Hanan smile. He loves on Arleigh too. Every day he drives down the car line in his big shiny pick up truck to write down all the car numbers in order so the kids can be put in order. Every day he pulls up to my van, asks me to roll my window down and tells me the happenings of the school. He also lets me know what happened to my girls. I love Mr. Frank! He is helping us make this school home.
Thank you for all of your sweet comments. I think I’ll be playing catch up with Arleigh for a little while. Her teacher has finally decided that I am one of “those Moms” and has come around to helping. I got a much nicer email from her this morning. The choice of curriculum doesn’t fall on her shoulders. It’s time for us to step it up and adjust to the teaching styles here. I am also going to have to be okay with the curriculum. I don’t think there is another city anywhere that puts so much money on education. Virginia Beach is not home anymore.
So I think things are starting to be on the up swing. We are just saying I think I can… I think I can… You get the picture 😉