Grades, Saying Good Bye, and Great Movies made for Children

Tyler's report card finally came! My daughter passed all of her classes. She has A's, B's, and C's with one D in Spanish. What a ride this school year has been. We have decided this summer will include daily reading and we are enrolling her in math tutoring to keep her skills fresh and to instill some study skills. We have a friend that runs a tutoring business, mostly for college students, and she is willing to take Tyler on to assist in skill development and organizational training. We have her back on track, we just have to keep her on track next school year - no need to repeat the drama.

We said "Good Bye" to Mr. Edward and and Ms. Rawjanee this week. We gave them a gift basket full of the teas and nuts they enjoy and a card thanking them for the many years they have nurtured our girls. They took care of Tyler and educated her for three and a half years - they remembered her 9 years later when we sought their school out for Dylan. Dylan was absolutely precious - she hugged and kissed her friends. She told them "I am going to a new school and I will miss you honey, it will be okay". I cried. I get very attached to those I choose to care for my children while I am working.

Kirk and I took Dylan to see "UP" this past weekend. In summation, I cried. Not just little tears, I sobbed right there in the theater. I found the story to be precious and touching (obviously), but seriously, maybe I need my hormones checked or I need more therapy. It is a great movie - both humorous and touching. Dylan and Kirk both enjoyed the show as well. I am finding lately that I am very touched by the messages in the motion pictures (cartoon form) I watch with Dylan. Kung Fu Panda was the same way for me. I cried. Name me a children's animated feature film and I will recount for you the tearful memories I have of the experience :).

On the theme of crying - my baby brother's wife had a baby today (a big baby). I called him to congratulate him and see how all were doing. We talked for a few minutes. During our conversation I kept remembering the days we would play together and I would call him Tina (did I mention I dressed him up like a girl). We were close when we were young. We don't talk so much any more. No reason, just busy on both ends I suppose. It was great to hear from him and to hear his "grown up" way of explaining his experience and happiness. I was driving home from work when I got off the phone with him. I cried.