Ah, School. . . :)

Okay, I feel bad. I was so excited when school started this week. Part of it is just so I can relax without having to have my radar up for noises that indicate destructive behavior in one of my children.

I don't have to keep my radar tuned to a door opening or the bathroom flooding. It's great!

I miss my kids!

I know this is good for all of us but I think I am suffering from a little withdrawal. Of course, it doesn't help that Peter was crying when I dropped him off this morning. (He had to wear of shirt and he's in a I-hate-shirts stage with his sensitivity issues.) Both boys are in school three days a week so I'm hoping to use the time to complete writing projects I want to do and have promised to do.

And I'm hoping that if Peter has to wear a shirt every day, he'll be back in them in time for cold weather.

Nathan barely glanced back at me when I dropped him off. His teacher said he did well yesterday but he didn't want to do anything they asked him to do (typical Nathan). He's in a whole-language class meaning that the teacher uses grammatically correct sign language for just about everything she says. He'll probably come home using signs I've never seen before.