Abigail is officially in high school this year. Can you believe that? Am I really getting that old? So far high school seems to be going well for Abbey. She comes home tired, but happy. I fear she has a heavy load academically, but I try to keep my lectures about keeping up on her homework to a minimum. Afterall, it is only the first week of school.
Lydia is starting her 8th grade year. She is still adjusting to her schedule. She has Dance this semester and is not very excited about that. It is a beginning ballroom dance class. This was not her first choice. I think her biggest fear right now is that she has a "test" to see if she can do the splits. If you can't, you fail the test. And apparently, she can't. Lydia is not accustomed to failing tests. I told her to start practicing. She gave me a whole list of reasons why she should drop the class. I listened, rolled my eyes at a few, and then told her she could go ahead and try to drop the class. The deal was she could try and if she couldn't, she would have a good attitude about it. She couldn't drop the class. She is trying really hard to have a good attitude.
Amy was worried about her teacher. She heard she was mean. I told her not to worry about it. She has a mother that yells, so if her teacher yells no big deal!:) I don't know how reassurring that was. However, all is well and Mrs. Lovell turned out to actually be very nice. It so hap
pens that Mrs. Lovell is Mrs. Werner's daughter. Remember her? Sixth grade teacher at Hawthorne? I found out that Mrs. Werner passed away a couple of months ago in Finland. She was visiting with her son, got sick, and died in the same town she was born. A little ironic.
pens that Mrs. Lovell is Mrs. Werner's daughter. Remember her? Sixth grade teacher at Hawthorne? I found out that Mrs. Werner passed away a couple of months ago in Finland. She was visiting with her son, got sick, and died in the same town she was born. A little ironic. Eliza of course loves second grade and loves her teacher. Not too much drama
there-thankgoodness.
there-thankgoodness. Ruthie is my job insurance, for the time being. I am her sole source of entertainment from 8:00am to 2:00pm. I fear I am not very exciting. At the mere age of two, she enjoys cleaning, laundry, cooking, washing dishes, and running errands in the car. It's good to have a friend!
4 comments:
Yea Estes Family! Do you even know how excited we were to stumble across your brand new blog?! The girls all look so beautiful. They are growing up for sure. Keep up the posting, we can't get enough!
Love, The Browns
So hold old is Abigail anyway? Please tell me your high school starts in 9th grade and that she really isn't a sophmore!!! Such darling girls what a lucky dadddy Steve is to have 5 daughters!! My sister Jenet has 4 boys and her oldest Ryan always wanted a sister-he says he hopes he has all girls when he has children!!
JPW
Love the pics! When does Ruthie want to come play? My house is too quiet!
Darling! I love your blog, Elizabeth! You've done a great job with the background. And your kids are beautiful, of course. Miss you guys.
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