First full week of school down, many, many more to go. In spite of casting off all the anchors holding me back (said totally tongue in cheek), I had very little free time this week. Trying to get all the Kid’s Church stuff finalized for our Fall semester, sorting through materials, and then dealing with the Revenge of the Cat.
I won’t tell the entire story, because it’s a bit traumatic, but I will say that for an entire day I thought I was responsible for a kitten’s death, but it turned out to be an entirely different (and large) stray cat that chose to climb up inside the wheel well of my car and die. And remember I’ve been complaining how hot it is? Not a good mix. So that day was completely unproductive as I cried on the couch trying to escape the smell of death in my yard — discovered when I thought I had an oil leak, but quickly realized . . . . that’s not oil!
Josh was my hero and with his tools and headlamp, unscrewed the wheel-well panel and disposed of the mess once he got home from work. The only good part about it was seeing how big and heavy the body was and realizing that it wasn’t the mama or any of the babies — hopefully it was an old stray who had lived a long life and decided my car was the perfect final resting place. Mama Cat probably sent him there. Anyway, I’ve had enough animal stress to hold me over for a long time.
On to more pleasant topics: Camille’s first day! All hennaed up for the special occasion.
The women at the salon were so happy to see her after our long break this summer.
Scrambling to finish breakfast and finish dressing in the final minutes before the bus comes.
And off she goes! Hello Kitty shoes, My Little Pony socks, her German dirndl, her Middle Eastern henna, and her many accessories. An international mishmash.
She rode the bus with her brothers (she sat next to Caleb) and then I headed to school to meet her for Morning Meeting.
Each morning they line up by class, have announcements, do the pledge, tell a few jokes and dance. Today was the Chicken Dance.
She’s in class with a friend, Talia.
The new kindergarteners are taking this very seriously
Aren’t they the cutest?!?
Ready to go off with their teacher. No tears for anyone.
She rode the bus home by herself the very first day (because all of her brothers had sports after school). She loved it and told me she got to sit with a first grader who loved her henna.
She is already commissioning a replacement dress for when she outgrows this one.
At the end of the week — 4 days of work and 1 day of fun! (Her teacher’s motto. Thursdays are “fun days.”) Aside from being extra tired on Thurs morning (after late night Bible Study group Wed night), the transition has been a success.