Are You My Mother?

For Daniel's Back-To-School Night, students in his class had to write a short description of one parent. The teacher read the descriptions out loud during the classroom meeting with all the parents. Parents then had to guess if the person described in the essay was them. Here is what Daniel wrote:

"Who Am I? By Daniel Kauffman

Do you recognize this elegant woman with dark brown hair?

My mom has dark brown hair, brown eyes and the smell of Pert [shampoo] when she gets out of the shower. She's short and old. Her eyes sparkle like water when the sun hits it.

My mom is always caring for me. My mom is funny. She makes me laugh. My mom helps me a lot. She is fun to play with. She's cool playing with me. She's very smart with computers.

My talented mom is good at making dinner and lunch. She is very fast and good at texting. She's very good at making me mad then calming me down. She gets scared easily.

My mom enjoys watching me play baseball and my sister soccer. She enjoys reading, writing, and math. She also loves school.

Are you my mother?"

I find it interesting that he thinks I'm elegant. :) I find that comment so endearing. I should ask him what his definition for elegant is. The other thing that cracked me up is that he notices the smell of my shampoo, which by the way, thanks to a new friend who knows a lot about hair, I am now using Nioxin shampoo and Redken conditioner and neither smells like Pert. I wonder if he'll notice the difference. I also thought it was funny that he mentioned that I text a lot. I'm a little embarrassed by that comment, but I can't blame him for writing the truth. I'm just glad he didn't write other more embarrassing truths about me...

And I'm not THAT old. :)

Never-ending Summer

Summer starts in Texas around April. That's when we start getting those 85 degree days regularly. By the time school gets out at the end of May, the days are scorching hot and the temperature is hovering in the upper 90's. So when the end of August rolls around and the heat is unbearable--always above 100 degrees, I am so ready for a sign of fall. Typically, that sign is the first day of school!

This year, however, summer seems to be dragging on. After spending countless hours getting ready for school --organizing school supplies, picking out clothes, packing lunches, getting backpacks ready, and finding that shoe that always seems to disappear when you need it most--Daniel wakes up with a fever on the first day of school. How can a child who has had one cold all year get sick the day school starts? Somehow that one little incident has thrown off my entire plan for the week. I was supposed to walk three miles this morning, go to the grocery store, mail my sister her reading glasses, drop off some things at Goodwill, write thank you cards, etc., but now it's noon and I am sitting here in my PJ's reading Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, and taking my son's temperature every hour. I have spent most of the morning playing with our new dog Sadie and my two year-old. I guess I am disappointed because it feels like a normal summer day and I m so ready to get back into our fall routine. Hopefully, for his sake and mine, his fever will break and he will be off to school tomorrow so fall can officially start (for me. )

TTYL.