Riding the Busy Bus

You'd think the neighborhood kids were anxious to get back to school the way they ran to get on the bus. Actually, they were just trying to get away from the camera-toting scrapbooking moms at the bus stop!

Carter said his first day of fifth grade was fun. He learned at least two things today. One: There are more girls than boys in his class (poor guy). Two: The key doesn't always fit in our front door the way it should! Other than that, it was a pretty non-eventful day as far as school was concerned.

After school, we went to football practice, which will only be two days a week now that school is in session. Since this was another day with temps hovering around 90, we thought this would be a two-Gatorade practice for sure. But then a funny thing happened (funny if you're a kid), the winds blew in some dark clouds and it poured and poured and poured. And the kids, now cool, of course, kept on practicing.

The wimpy adults were trying to stand out of the rain next to a building, but the rain was blowing sideways at us. All we could do was laugh! It never did lightning so they technically could have kept practicing, but finally decided it might be too dangerous if the boys started slipping and sliding. No sense in getting injured at practice. Good thing Carter's stuff has two days to dry out!

While Carter and I were having all the fun at the "waterpark," hubby was up at the hospital visiting his dad. Turns out he didn't have a triple bypass. He had a quadruple one. I guess while they were in there, they decided to do the fourth one. Yikes. He did OK, though, and they had him sitting up 5 hours later. We'll be curious tomorrow to learn how long they will keep him. I sure hope it's not like the "drive-thru" maternity wards these days!

Right now, Jim is in Stevens Point doing a fantasy football draft. He'll get home late. I'll get up early to get to my back-crackin' doctor by 7 and he'll be heading to Milwaukee for a Brewers game about that time. (Did I mention this week is busy?)

Carter will be getting up on his own and getting himself next door by 8 a.m. He's got a list of morning "tasks" written on a brand new, hot pink wipe board on the fridge. I bet he'll be just fine. It's Mommy who will have a harder time with this independence thing! Looks like we'll all be growing up this school year!