Diagnosis: Organizationally Challenged

Oh my! We are rounding the corner of the second week of school, and I believe I had 30 minutes to breathe last night at about 11:00PM. God sure didn't equip me with organizational skills. I have in two weeks adhered to a ROUTINE...many of you do not understand that for those of us with organizational disabilities, an incredible amount of energy goes into creating a routine. And as for maintaining that routine, I believe it is comparable to a newborn baby closing a new merger between two Fortune 500 companies (a virtual impossibility). But, so far, I am babbling my way through each day with only one incident of losing the keys in the AM, causing the first tardy of the year. Our goal is to beat last years record of 17 absences and an immeasurable number of tardies by... oh....a lot. (Important lesson learned last year: tardies become absences when clumped in threes)

The girls are both enjoying their new years. Maggie has begun first grade and is excited to have a planner; she got an anal, list making gene and Heaven knows that has nothing to do with me. This semester Maggie will move up to an intermediate gymnastics class. She is really practicing at home and perfecting her cartwheels, snap-downs, and hand stands.

Gabbie has started her second year of PPCD and is going for at least one hour a day to the main stream Pre-school class. She has the same fantastic teachers as last year and many of the same friends in her class. Her greatest feat this year has been riding the bus from school to day care upon dismissal from PPCD each day. After much anticipation by us all, the only troubling encounter thus far is convincing her that her bus driver's name IS Charlotte, a fact she refuses to believe since "Charlotte is the blue one that lives in the sprinkler." It took us a couple of days to figure out that she couldn't accept that there is more than one Charlotte in the world; and of course, she already knows the ONE Charlotte that does exist...Charlotte...the arachnid co-star in the movie Charlotte's Web. After much consideration and deductive reasoning, it was Maggie who cracked the code. You see in Gabland "the blue one" equals Charlotte, the blue spider, and "the sprinkler" equals the web. I'm not 100% sure I would have EVER figured that one out.

All in all, life moves forward and we run to keep up...and...oh, my...in just the time I've spent to write down a few thoughts, I've again fallen behind. Catch up with you all later...pun intended.

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