So, it's a happy cry, right?

Picking up Jonah from the last day of his second week of school had me tearing up. His enthusiastic voice and contageous smile were enough to bring on the rain, but that yellow folder grasped by his precious little hand, held the ingredients for my downpour!

Last Friday when I opened his yellow folder I was greeted by a cheerful note filling us parents in on the happenings of the week and introducing the new student, Joe. My little Joe. This had me bawling before I finished the note, and although I expected tears, I did not expect the amount that came!

Then, as if last week wasn't enough, I opened the yellow folder today and read about how the students listened to the stories The Kissing Hand and The Giving Tree, and then I got to see his beautiful art related to the stories. If you have a student and you don't know about The Kissing Hand, then you better get to the library and get yourself an education!

Also in his folder this week was a note about the happenings and an overview of how the student-led conferences are going to go next week. Us parents are asked to write a 'sweet letter' to our children, telling them how proud we are and how much we love them, etc. OMGoodness!! Seriously?! Are they trying to make all the parents cry like babies so our babies, who are growing fast enough as it is, feel like they are even bigger?!

I'm totally on to the school systems... They do not put the kids in school at age 5 because this is when they are old enough to handle the routine of school and being away from their parents,(because let's face it, they can't. They only 'pretend' they do because that is what 5 yr olds love doing; pretending.) They actually put them in at age 5 so the parents can get their crying under control before the kids develope a sence of embarrassment from the parent's affection and adoration. They do it for us! Could you just see the mess we would be if our 'babies' didn't start school until 10 or 11 yrs old?! And how much crying would happen then, if when they saw us after school, standing eagerly at our 'pick-up spots', they shunned us out of embarrassment becasue of our adoration?! Clearly the school systems enroll at age 5 to help train us parents so when the time comes that we are no longer cool in the eyes of our children, we can still pick them up from school, with our dignity in tact and our emotions under control, or severe lockdown in my case. Until then, I shall let the tears flow when I fancy a good cry because of the amazing person my baby is growing to be!

So, I read his note, looked over his work, and cried. A nice quiet, controlled cry. Joe was busy visiting with Sissy and Sammo, so he didn't notice. Good. I wiped the few tears that had managed to make their way onto my cheeks, pulled out of my parking space, and drove off. 2.3 minutes down the road I was thinking about what I had read and lost it. I was crying bawling, (it was a downpour) and had to get control of myself. A sweet soft voice from the backseat broke my cry-fest with a simple honest question.
"Mom, why are you crying?"
Because I'm so proud of you, my sweet-pea-pie-boy-face!
"So, it's a happy cry, right? Not a sad cry or a mad cry?"
Yes, a happy cry!
"Oh, good."

Wow! Starting, once again!

I want to write more consistently and really make this blog a place to hold those daily memories that I treasure so and don't want to let go. (Or rather, lose, because that is what really happens when days trun into weeks turn into months, years, decades...)

My Sissy-Bear-Lovey-Pie-Sugar-Muffin-Angel-Crumb-Cake (Apple, for short)was born Aug 19th!! She is absolutely perfect and the most wonderful gift!! I love her! Although, who deosn't, really?? Her birth was both amazingly beautiful and terribly painful. Incredible. And I NEVER want to do it again. EVER.

Two weeks after her birth I began homeschooling Jonah with the help of the Idaho Virtual Academy! I loved it! For about three of the thirty-two days that we did it. We tried everything. And I do mean EVERYTHING. The kid hated it! And it surely didn't help that the school buses picked up and dropped off kids, right in FRONT of our house, more than four times a day. Yes, four! He begged me to go to 'real school' and to ride on the bus. He begged me every time he saw a bus. Four. Times. A. Day. Ugh!

November 1st Jonah began attending the Garden City Community Charter School!!! Yaaay!!! Yay for him, yay for me, yay for all of our family!!! He is happy as can be and jumpped right in like he never even missed a beat! His teacher is AMAZING and if I could get away with wrapping my arms around her and bawling like a baby, I so would! Our Papa totally has set this up and I'm sooo thankful!!

Today was my first day of volunteering as the class-mom and I loved it! It was sooooooo much better than being the home-teacher! Haha!

I'm in the process of starting my own Priemer Jewelry business!! Sooooo VERY exciting!! I am thrilled to be able to do this!! I know, I know... Some of you, rightfully so, are probably thinking, "What is she thinking? She has done started businesses in the past and then stopped. What makes this one any different?" Well, there are LOTS of differences and when I have time to post those, I will!

For now, I'm off to concure the homestead...