Whew!

I am NOT on the PTA board this year! For real, and for certain! Can you hear the Hallelujah Chorus? I can!

I turned in my filing cabinet key last night at Open House. It felt great...and strange. I'm not part of the "group" and it feels weird. (I'm not complaining, I'm just sayin')

In reality, I've agreed to do other stuff, and I'm still doing the newsletter--which I'm blowing off as I type--so I'm still plenty involved, just not as up-to-my-neck obligated as I once was.

Open House went well. The Howler is doing fine, and is growing up. Homework isn't the fight it was last year, and she likes her teacher well enough. Spelling, however, is going to be her downfall, I'm afraid. She doesn't enjoy it, and the longer, harder, bigger words trip her up, especially those vowel sounds.

We did have an incident early this week with her forgetting her homework, but she was duly chastised by all and sundry (ironically enough, even the Toad) and she missed recess because of it. Hopefully, she will have realized that she doesn't want to do that again!

She's learning many things, especially at recess. Miss Mary Mack and Down in the Meadow are very important these days.

She's doing well learning those Bible verses for AWANAS and is working hard in gymnastics.

Could it be that My Sweetie & I are doing OK as parents, or is it that as High Maintenance as she has been, she's mellowing in her old age?