Tab's First Day of 2nd Grade

I have a lot of thoughts floating around in my head since getting back. I am afraid you will just have to bear with me, or at worst skim over the next few enteries.

Tab's first day of school was yesterday. Roger had asked her about if she was happy to be going back to our apartment after visiting with her grandmother for a month. She said, "Yes, I finally get to go home." It sort of makes me squee inside to know that a) she does consider this to be home and b) despite the fact (or maybe slightly because of) the expectations I have for her in terms of behavior and helping around the house, she is happy to return from my mom's rule-free house.

Everyone wanted to hear how her first day of school was. She said that it was good, but the teachers talked [at them] a lot. They explained what was going to be the normal routine, expectations for the class, schedule etc. She was a little disappointed that they didn't actually get to do anything. In a more reflective moment that evening she said, "I know that I am in the second grade now, but I still feel like a first grader." She seemed slightly puzzled, as if she had expected this to be a more monumental transformation within herself.

It feels sort of sad to see her struggling with her own expectations so young. At the same time I find that I am anxious to find out too. What new interests will she discover in the second grade? What new things will she learn how to do and then take for granted? I look forward to seeing her logic and creativity develop as she continually reinvents herself, even when she doesn't feel any different.

Currently Reading: The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett

Return to Boston

I got in late wednesday night, and was fortunate that thanos73 could pick me up. At some point during the trip I managed to majorly screw up something in my shoulder though. My sister is going to take a look at it this weekend.

I came home to a sleeping child (thankfully! She had wanted to stay up, but she had her first day of school the next day), an extra huggy Roger, and a house with a freshly cleaned kitchen and bathtub. No matter what anyone else says that boy has his priorities straight. Given limited time, those are the 2 that were the most important to me.

The rest of the house on the otherhand needs a bit of work. I am not sure when I will have time to really get it looking the way I want it to though. I also need to freeze/can/store a bunch of produce. I know I will be shredding and freezing zuchini for zuchini bread later in the season and making a huge batch of eggplant parmesan for easy meal planning later. The rest of the produce will have to be eaten very soon or similarly found a way to store.

There were so many things I missed! Beyond all the important people in my life some of these include: the Boston city skyline, "my" bridge, the stove, the bathtub, our bed, the spice cabinet, my stash, the fact that bus signs usually have not only a route number but also where the bus is headed, the fact that people say thank you to the busdriver when they get off, great seafood, and countless other small details.