Well, we have all survived the shock of the first week back to school. The young Exiles reached their respective buses on time, school bags bursting at the seams with supplies. The first homework came home along with trees and trees worth of forms, which were hastily filled out and returned before they had the chance to settle somewhere. Strangest of all was the movement forward of bedtime by two whole hours.
I had forgotten how relentless the pace seems. This week only Exile #4 had any extra curricular activities. When Exile #3 and E5N1 get going this week, things will only get more crazy.
Added into the mix is the rigmarole involved in getting Exile #3 permission to take part in after school sports. A copy of her most recent physical is not sufficient. She needs signed consent from her doctor. As our records have left her previous doctor and she hasn't yet seen her new doctor, we are stuck. I have had to cancel her October physical and arrange an earlier physical with a nurse practitioner instead. Sigh!
It was with great relief, therefore, that we hit the weekend. Yesterday, we had fun at the museum. I was particularly interested in the WW2 exhibit and had had no idea that rationing, blackouts and home food production had been as much a part of life on this side of the Atlantic as in the UK. Nor that there were so many echoes in the propaganda campaigns.
Today after church, we opted for a quick outing to the coastal path of Biddeford pool, where Exile #4 seemed to have an uncanny and not altogether welcome knack of locating the resident snake population. Not that any of the rest of us got to see them as they recoiled from the decibels of her shrieks.
Roll on week 2.
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