This will be more of a purr, than a meow. A happy, contented purr. I write this as Disney falls down to sit down next to me.
Last night, Luke & I attended the Wilde Lake back-to-school night. As I left the building, I had tears in my eyes.
Lil had come home from her first day a couple of weeks ago, saying how awesome middle school is and how awesome her teachers are.
After last night, I agree. A bunch of us from the elementary school chatted after meeting the fifth teacher. "They have so much energy." "It's just as great as Running Brook." "They are all such characters!"
I had thought about not going...Tuesday had been a very long day and I couldn't fall asleep until after 2 so I was struggling after 4-5 hours of sleep. I really, really, really need seven. I figured it would be another weird schedule with BTS. But I thought about the PTSA meeting the night before and wanting to see the awesome teachers.
In all honesty, I did not meet her health and French teachers. But her chorus, geography, science, math and English teachers were AMAAAAZZZZING.
So my tears were mostly of happiness, but there was a twinkle of sadness. That some people in this county say mean things about this school. But it was the same way at Running Brook and I saw through that. It's all about parental involvement and I'm going to try to be and stay involved during our three years at Wilde Lake.
But I am taking tonight off from any community involvement. It's my birthday!