Yesterday was a pretty typical Tuesday at my house. I ran 5 miles in the morning (outdoors! in shorts! and a tank top! because Oklahoma weather is CRAZY), worked for a while, and then showered and got dressed for a big day of Kid Events. Because that’s what moms do on a Tuesday. Duh.
Yesterday, each kid in the fifth grade dressed up as their historical figure; they were arranged all over the library, each wearing a big yellow button that said “PRESS GENTLY” — when someone touched the button, they launched into their presentation, introducing themselves as their historical figure and narrating that person’s life. It was really adorable.
(When Henry was in 5th grade, he was George W. Bush. Just let that sink in for a minute. Especially if you know me in person.)
Charlie wore my dad’s letter sweater, from 1950-something, and we sewed a big felt C on it, for Carlisle College. He did a great job; he spoke clearly and slowly and had chosen some really interesting details for his monologue. I got a little teary when he talked about Thorpe and his twin brother Charlie being sent away to boarding school as children. There was an influenza outbreak; Charlie Thorpe, who was 9, died, and Jim Thorpe ran away, all the way back to his home in Oklahoma.
Unfortunately, it was really hot in the library and Charlie was wearing the big wool sweater and he stood up for 40 minutes and probably locked his knees and wound up nearly passing out. So that was less fun. (He came home with me and ate some toast and a banana and went back to bed for most of the afternoon. Poor baby.)
In the afternoon, I pawned Charlie off on Rita (thank god for sister wives!) and fought the 5 pm traffic to go see Henry’s Academic Bowl team compete in their first district meet. By the time I slogged my way to the middle school (Edmond, you are so close and yet SO FAR AWAY OMG) the team had finished three of their four rounds, and had won two of them.
Their last round was against the eighth grade team from our school. Rivalry! Go Eagles!
The team finished second overall, which made everyone pretty happy. It’s good to see Henry finding his niche; his brain is full of random trivia and this is a good use for it. It’s also good for him to be in a situation where being smart is an asset. Sports aren’t his thing, but Academic Bowl has been great for him.
I spent most of yesterday feeling grateful for the teachers and parents at my kids’ school. Middle school has been a slog for us, what with the drama and the homework and the whole puberty thing. It was good to see my kids both succeeding and surrounded by kind teachers and smart, funny kids.
And of course, I wore my Pixie pants. Super comfy. The end.