Thursday, 22 January 2009

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  Puffing out

  I caught myself about to chastise Stan:  “You only have a B in Social Studies; you told me you had an ‘A.’”

  He has a 91%.  (School rates an A as 93-100.)

  91%!  Well, in my defense, it looks poorly when compared to his 100% in English and his 100% in Algebra.  He’s on the goddamned Honor Roll.

  ONE HUNDRED PERCENT IN ALGEBRA?  If I remember correctly, last year at this time he had about a 44%.

  What alien is replacing my kid?

  Fair warning, parents:  7^th grade SUCKS.  8^th grade is AWESOME.

  Also, (while I’m already up here with the megaphone), he is on the swim team, swimming 50 breast in the relay and 50 and 100 free.  He has not missed one practice and seems easy and comfortable in his skin up there on the block and pounding through the water.  He’s not the fastest, but he’s sticking to it. I love yelling for him and his teammates at the meets.  Half the team is made up of schoolmates from elementary school and Scouts and the same parish, so the parents on the bleachers all know each other.  It’s like our own small town, all yelling for each other’s kids.  I love it.

  I am so fucking proud of this kid.

  The weather is giving us a break – supposed to be in the 40’s instead of 00’s or 20’s.  Frank is picking me up for lunch and we’re going to eat sandwiches in the car and drive with the windows down through some potential neighborhoods.  Plan is he moves in maybe May, after it warms up.  Maybe a new house in June or July, hopefully we can sell his (newer, west-er, nothing broken, no crayon on the walls or play-doh or seashell incidents with the plumbing) quickly while we finish what needs to be done on mine ….

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