Wyatt (from what I'm told) has the BEST fourth grade teacher at Mount. Everyone wants her. He is having a ball! The first spelling test was yesterday and he made 103, after missing seven words while we practiced the night before. The teacher is reading Lewis, Clark, and Me out-loud in class. The "me" in the story is a dog, and the book is written from his point of view. Wyatt comes home every day and tells me almost word for word what they read. The test should be a breeze. The behavior cards are different this year and have to be signed every night. He never forgets to remind me, so he can go to the end of the nine weeks reward party. This is his first year for stuff like that, and he doesn't want to miss it! His best bud is not in his class this year, but they have the same playground time, so he gets to talk to him outside every day. Oh, that kid who said he didn't like him last year, is in his class, and from what I can gather, they are friends now. In Wyatt's words, "It is okay now mom we are good, don't worry about it." So far so good.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Well, the first two weeks of school are over (after today's make-up day). I have signed about 432 consent forms, sent in supplies, and bought field trip shirts, a "special" math calculator, lunch (not sure how I feel about the fast food line at middle school), P.E. uniforms, and sent in money for the first field trip next week. Levi LOVES middle school. He likes the new kids, having 8 teachers, changing classes, the rules, staying on gold level, lockers, the fast food line in the cafeteria, keeps up with A and B days, and knows his way around. One of his favorite classes is cultural arts. Yesterday he thanked me for signing him up for cultural arts. "I didn't sign you up for anything, everyone takes it", I replied. "No, Mama, they don't", he said. "Okay, the A.I.G. kids might not", I added. "Nope, Josh has to go take a special class because he didn't score high enough on the E.O.G.'s, he can't take cultural arts until he passes it", he told me. "Okay, the school did that, not his parents. They do that instead of summer school", I said. "Anyway, whoever did it... I like it!" Like I said, the boy loves everything. He even had three quizzes yesterday, and still loves it, lol. Only three people made 100 on the Math quiz, he was one of them. Grandmama would be so proud.