So here it is – the weekend after our first week of school. We are tired, but hanging in there. I forget how much energy it takes to start the school year. Don’t get me wrong, it takes a lot of energy all year long, but somehow the first week is unique. There is routine making and expectation setting and lots and lots of me talking and modeling.
And as a mom, there is an extra energy I pour into making lunches, cleaning backpacks, doing homework, filling out papers, filling out more papers, managing bedtime, and all the things we do as parents to help our kids be successful in school.
But we made it.
Here’s how we looked on the first day of school.
Here are the highs and lows from Evelyn:
As for me and my highs and lows? I’ll try to summarize:
Top 3 Things from this week:
1. Lower class size – my school purposefully bought down class size in 3rd grade and it is nice. I have 20 on my list, and so far 17 have shown up.
2. Supportive team and colleagues – I know I say this a lot, but I am grateful everyday for the people I work with. They are amazing men and women who work hard alongside me and with me. This job can be difficult, and I couldn’t do it without their support.
3. Genuine excitement about learning. I have a great group of enthusiastic learners. They have areas for growth, but I think they are ready for it. When we passed around an envelope and tried to guess what was inside, they waited with anticipation. It was a pencil (on day 1) and they shouted and clapped and were truly excited to learn how we use pencils in third grade. This kind of enthusiasm for learning will make this year fantastic!
And now for the more difficult moments this week:
1. I win the prize for first student (k-5) suspended. He got in a fight at the end of the day, and let’s just say it ended poorly. I guess I also win the prize for first readmit conference first thing Tuesday morning.
2. Juliana left behind. On the first day of school, Juliana, who is new to our school, did not know which bus to take home. I sent her to the place where kids who did not know how they were getting home were supposed to go. Foolish me. I thought someone would tell her. Instead she just sat there until the buses pulled away and I found her still waiting there. After a few phone calls and help from someone who speaks Spanish (thanks Jose), we got it figured out and her uncle came to get her. It was so upsetting for her, which made it hard for me. And just for the record – she rides bus 10 with her cousin Estaban.
3. Balance! It was hard this week to come home and maintain the high level of energy needed to be the mom of Lars and Evelyn. I’m sure I was quite the grouch some nights. We’re just not in a school year groove yet. We will be. But I’m afraid it will take time. Until then, I’ll keep drinking my coffee, and asking for forgiveness from the people that live with me.
And now – bring on week 2! There are a couple of Ramgren gals ready!































