Those bumps, patters, and calls signal the beginning of the crazy rush to have everyone washed up, dressed, fed, and generally ready to meet the day. Ethan, who now is a BUS RIDER (in this case, capital letter signify the necessary inflection required to express tremendous excitement), must catch the bus a few streets over at 7:44 sharp.
Okay, so we missed the bus this morning. It was our first try with four kids. Ethan has forgiven me, and I'm sure we'll do better tomorrow!
(By the way, yesterday we met with the principal and a department head at the elementary school to work out the details for Abu/Andrew to start school. The school has been very helpful. Andrew will start half days in an English 1st grade classroom after Canadian Thanksgiving. He is very eager to go. Today, after we dropped Ethan off at the school, he looked at me, pointed to himself and asked, "School?" When I said, "Not today," he kind of nodded as if to signify the wisdom of that decision and firmly stated, "School tomorrow.")
Given his enthusiasm for school (and the rainy weather), we started the day with some worksheets and projects. I introduced the spelling of "Andrew," and he practiced and practiced and practiced.
Before naptime, we always read a story or two or three.
After supper, we cleaned up and got out the puzzles. Each child completed their own, and there were lots of proud smiles!