Today was the first day back to school for the boys! It was so nice to have a quiet house, and some kid free time to take care of some cleaning. Such as the wrapping paper they did NOT want me to throw away. Z has hit the 'collector' stage hard, and it is about to drive me nutters. Back to the school thing. N has been ready to go back since break started. He has been afraid his friends and teachers would miss him... so modest that one ;-) Z on the other hand was dreading it with what I fear is a snippet into his future feelings about school. He did not want to go. He even cried this morning. Z has a hard time with school, and I have a hard time helping him. His problem is, well, he is extremely smart. Can you tell modesty runs in our family? I can't help it though, he just is. Honestly I wish he was just average, or that we lived somewhere with schools better equipped to help gifted students. He gets sooooo bored. As you know learning is very repetitive, and he hates it. He has homework every night because he won't finish his worksheets in class. He doesn't like to color (loves to draw), and that is still a major part of learning in first grade. He gets poor marks because he rushes through everything, and it's sloppy. Correct, but sloppy. His teacher tries, but with 22 other students it is hard. I was the exact same way in school, except of course back then, teachers just thought you were stupid if you didn't complete your work. I remember in 3rd grade I failed spelling... failed. The best part? I got a perfect score on every spelling test. Yep, but because I refused to write out my spelling words ten times (why would I when I knew how to spell them before I started) my teacher FAILED me. Which of course led me to just stop trying, and I don't want that for Z. Okay enough of my mini rant :) For the record N is also extremely smart, possibly even smarter than Z, but K4 is more hands on learning, and so far he hasn't had a problem. Loves it, in fact.
I would get back to what I had started out to say, but I have now lost track. So onward we shall go lol. A mini part of my resolutions this year include eating healthier. We eat decently healthy now, but I want to take it up a notch. In keeping with that over the past 3 days I have tried 3 different flavors of pomegranate juice. I know sometime last year I found one I really enjoyed. Sadly I cannot find it now. I have tried blueberry and pomegranate, and cherry and pomegranate. Nasty! I now have the last one I can find in my fridge. Mango and pomegranate. Keep your fingers crossed for me lol.
This brings me to my POTD. I was tired. We had just spent an hour grocery shopping, and Z was not in the best of moods. Why? Refer to the first paragraph. I just didn't have it in me to do anything creative, or time involved. So I decided that something mundane was better than nothing at all.
That's right... I took a picture of my juice (and myself unintentionally). It comes in such a cool bottle I have to say. No if only it tasted good!