So much has happened since posting about moving. I was in a pit of despair, with no possible alternative. As grateful as I am for my SIL offering, we have postponed making a definite decision until after the holidays. IF we decide to move, it will be next summer.
In the meantime, Bill has been doing side jobs, and my daycare hours are picking up. We are still trying to come up with a way to get his contractors license. I am going full time with the three little girls the end of the month. As much as I am looking forward to it, I am dreading trying to find ways to occupy them while the kids are at school. Especially the very smart and busy four year old.
Last night was back to school night at the elementary school. Tyler was first, as it has always been our custom to go youngest to oldest. I am down to two in the elementary school. Whoo hoo. Anyway, we got to ooh and ahh over her desk, her family portrait (which was quite amusing) and other things of importance to her. On the wall was a chart with the kids in the class represented by apples. The top was labeled something AB(I really didn't look to closely at the first one), below AB, AB, and CD. The first column had most of the class, with about four in the below AB column, two in the AB and two in the CD. Tyler was in the CD. I asked the teacher the meaning of the chart and she said it was reading levels. AB is the standard level of the beginning of first grade. At the end of the first trimester, all the kids need to be at the CD level in order to be on grade level.I thought it must be kinda depressing for the teacher to have so few where they need to be but I was thrilled that Tyler is above grade level. Now if I could just get her to do her homework.
Cameryn is doing well, but she got the toughest teacher this year. The boys had her two years ago and I kinda groaned inside when Cami got her. The track system has been dissolved, so she had the chance of one of six or seven 4th grade teachers, and she still got this one. Oh well, she will do better than the boys did.
My washer pooped out on me. I bought it in March and was so thrilled that I actually had a matching set. Well, the pump was loaded with fish gravel, thanks to the kids throwingit in the garage, and this blew the motor. Going online told us that getting parts for this model was fruitless, as Whirlpool only made it for a year or two, and it was a piece of crap. They redesigned it, and released it again as another model. I called the junk guy and he came this morning for it. Luckily, I had saved my other one, and we popped it into place, adn I was back in business.