Jeffrey's journal

Jeffrey, my first grader, is adjusting very well to his new school, thank you for asking. He has only visited the nurse two times within two consecutive days within the first three weeks of school, once when he bumped heads with another boy at recess and the next day when he fell back on his chair. Apparently he thought he might like to see if it would still rock on four legs.

The school had its open house last night for first through third graders, and I got to see where he sits and what he has been doing. We did get to visit the classroom the day before school started, but since then, his seat had been moved, of course. The teacher said the boys just all have to be separated at this age no matter what, but I wonder why they wouldn't separate them from the start. Surely, moving them had nothing to do with the fact that maybe they were catching up with each other after having not seen each other over the summer and maybe they were talking when they were supposed to be listening. Surely.

Jeffrey's teacher has them writing in a journal, and I got to see some of his entries. In his first entry, Jeffrey wrote about where he went on vacation.
See, I told you he had to be talking to his friends about it.






















Jeffrey recently got to go to his very first Revolutions game. Heck, it was my first game, too.













But you can see what a big fan he is.

Just a few days later, he wrote about our beloved dog, Mousse, whom we lost tragically even before Jeffrey was born. Mousse was a chocolate Lab, but I can probably guess why he colored him yellow.




















It probably had to do with this cutie.















I can't wait for Parent/Teacher Conferences to see what else he will write about. Probably the new refrigerator we just got and the kitchen that will soon get a facelift. But I'm just guessing.