"Is this the correct wand for you, tiny floofy?"
Good price on the flight. I dream of structure. Maybe someday, when the first six have graduated ...
There are a couple of charter schools opening in this area, but they ask a lot of parents in terms of time commitment, and really limit one’s freedom, with their schedules and all.
Last day of Frank and Kathleen’s swimming lessons. Next week, a group goes to Pamlico Seabase for a week. They’ll return with D2, who’s been working at camp all summer and is supposed to be Ecology Area Director next summer (requiring more training and stuff, but will look good when she applies to a forestry program as a college junior).
"Is this the correct wand for you, tiny floofy?"
“I dream of structure. Maybe someday, when the first six have graduated ...”
Structure? You mean like a high dive platform?
You teach the kid about it...
As you climb with them...
One rung at a time...
A, B, C, 1, 2, 3...
Add, subtract, multiply, divide...
From the Fertile Crescent, to Rome, to Reformation...
To Revolution, to Reconstruction, to Revelation...
To orbit, to the Moon, to the outer planets...
To infinity and beyond...
From the nursery to the ballfield to the DMV...
Tell them how you did it “back in the day”...
Tell them how it felt...
What worked, what almost worked, what totally didn’t work...
The view from the ledge...
The Moment Of Truth...
At last they step out onto the platform...
You walk them to the edge...
And...and...and...
Weeelll, to be quite honest, ya can’t just leave ‘em out there with the breeze whistling through their heads...
They either leap on their own, or you shock the crap out of them with a solid boot in the butt.
That is, if you want them to make a splash...
Our S1 talks long, has heap big plans to go “SPLASH!”
And...
I’m rummaging in the closet for my boots....