Back to School

I cannot believe it's already the end of August and school's starting up again!  Nicky will now be going to Beaty only 2 days a week (Monday & Wednesday)(communication class) instead of 3 since we felt that he was missing out on a lot of the pre-school type work at his private school.  His classes are only 1 1/2 hrs long, then 1 1/2 hr of another class where he plays and does art, etc.  He would leave the house at 7am and not arrive at his private school until 12pm!  Luckily we have a later bus pick-up time this year - 7:30am.  So much easier to manage getting him up at 10 'til 7 instead of 6:20am...he would barely be fully awake by the time the bus would arrive...heck...neither was I!

Kris and I met Nicky's new teacher, Mrs Gallaher, on Friday, and she seems really nice.  She works closely with the teacher that Nicky had last year (Mrs Jasper), so she's fully prepared for the crazy man! :0)  We've been telling Nicky that school would be starting again today for about 2 weeks now, and when I told him we had to get ready for the bus this morning he asked me "i go japper's class today?" - "Jasper" is a bit tough for him to say...we giggle at his every attempt.  For some reason we find "Japper" pretty funny!  I reminded him that he has a new teacher and that yes, he was going to Beaty school.  He then became very concerned with the logistics of it all:

Nicky: i ride da bus to japper class?

Momma:  Yes, you are riding the bus to Beaty school and you'll be in Mrs Gallaher's class.

Nicky:  i get to come home?

Momma:  Yes buddy, you'll come home after TLC school.

Nicky:  i ride da bus home?

Momma:  No, you'll ride the bus to TLC school and Momma will pick you up and bring you home.

Nicky:  but i get to come home?

Momma:  Yes, of course you'll get to come home!

Nicky:  see.  i tole you momma.

Momma:  (heavy sigh)  Ok Nicky.  You told me.

waiting for the bus

Anywho...he did really well with getting on the bus...no major melt-downs.  Kris came home right as the bus arrived, so he got to help send him off.  And it was a good thing too...Nicky's backpack was so loaded down with school supplies that as he climbed up the steps, he fell backwards a bit and Daddy's cat-like reflexes caught him and set him straight!

We unfortunately didn't get a good-bye wave from the little Russky as the bus pulled away.  Oh well... I think we only got 3 or so each all last year, so we're not taking it personally.  Guess it's not "cool" to wave to the parents!