New school year

Life caught up with me.  No excuses.  Just life.

Seems like I had just enough time to bring Victor home from Utah, take care of the most pressing mail on the piles (I still have three piles left, just to give you perspective), make a dent (albeit an invisible one) in the mess that is my house, focus on college preparations, and then start planning for a new school year.

Things were much simpler when there were just two in school.  One in second grade, the other in kindergarten.  In a school I knew and trusted.  What's not to love about sending your kids to the same Christian school you had attended and at which you taught before said kids came along?  My former fourth grade teacher taught first grade in the room next to me and then Andrew was in her home room for first grade.

Fast forward to 2013.

Dropped Andrew off for his first year of college.

Sent a junior, now the oldest in the house, to public school.

Watched my oldest daughter go out the door for the bus to the school of the arts.

Next child in line is cyber schooled in 7th grade.

Then three schooled at home, grades 7, 3, and 1.

And the baby.

Yep, it's busy around here all right.