My neighbor reassured me the other day, saying that they have really cracked down on bullying in recent years. I'd like to believe that it is somehow different now, but I'm too cynical to hop on board with that just yet. Some of my worst moments happened on the school bus, and since we live so close to the school, that won't be an issue. And as God told me when she started Kindergarten, I'm just going to have to trust Him. He has her back. Which I will be reminding Him of daily, probably until she is 50 years old and I feel like I can finally relax.
Monday, August 30, 2010
I'm in a sweaty but content mood this morning. So ready for fall and lower temps, as we head into yet another day of 90°. I'm doing my housewife thing, moving laundry and tidying up after the weekend. The kids start school tomorrow (*insert hallelujah chorus*) and they're pretty excited. My daughter is starting junior high which is unreal to me. First, that I'm old enough to have a child old enough for junior high. Second, that I'm sending her off to the wolves. I know, let's not dramatize it, but junior high pretty much sucked for me. It was awkward to say the least, and full of bullies and catty girls that made me feel pretty small. My daughter is way cuter than I was at this age, so she has that going for her. But she also has braces and just got glasses and prays nightly for a growth spurt. So the key word is awkward, which I'm sure every adult can agree is that theme for junior high.