October has been a seriously busy month. I remember one year ago--pregnant, teaching, finishing my last class for my master's, taking my master's comprehensive exams, and completing my master's portfolio, plus being a wife and mother and an Ole Miss fan on weekends--thinking that it had been the busiest month of my life. Now I'm at the end of another October and tremble at the thought of what next year could possibly hold because this month has been a doozey.
When I came back from Fall Break, I became two teachers in one because Stephanie is on bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy (which is terrible and I hate to complain about anything since her October is much worse). Since we both teach a state-tested course, I combined our two classes and am now Risher/Ruff which really makes life easier for some people at this school because they did not realize there were two of us to begin with.
Then there's grad school. These two final gifted classes that I so desperately am ready to finish so I can go back to my usual school night activities like watching DVR'ed episodes of Jeopardy instead of working on gifted stuff.
Every Friday we have a parenting study called Growing Kids God's Way. It's an 18-week study, so it's intense, but it is definitely worth the time we put into it.
The kids and I skipped the Alabama game (there was really never a chance that the game would be worth watching for Ole Miss fans) and went to a Halloween birthday party instead. Lindsey was an adorable Little Red Riding Hood, Benton was a reluctant pirate (reluctant until I convinced him that only kids in costumes got cake at the party), and Kate was a costume-less pig because she kept ripping her pig hat off.
The next day David and I went to Memphis the musical at the Orpheum. David hates musicals. He sat through Lion King at the insistence of everyone ever created and then proclaimed at the end that he just didn't get what all the fuss was about. So he was less than overjoyed to accompany me to Memphis. And honestly, I would have opted for a long Sunday nap that day. But, oh, am I glad I didn't take that nap. Memphis was amazing. It's my new favorite musical. In fact, I downloaded the final song to iTunes and the kids and I rock out to it in the car every morning. Which is a step up from Jersey Boys, the soundtrack the kids usually want to listen to in the mornings. Benton wants to hear "Sherry Baby" on repeat, and Lindsey loves "Oh What a Night"--which does have a catchy tune, but it's disturbing listening to my five-year-old sing about losing her virginity.
Just in time for Halloween, Benton has developed a fear of all things scary. But random scary. It all started when he watched a kids' movie called Spooky Buddies about two golden retrievers. There is a ghost somewhere in that rated-G movie. He now sleeps at the foot of his bed, tightly clenching the covers over his head, because he is afraid the ghosts will get him.
Lindsey got all S's on her report card (which is the equivalent of all A's for kindergarten), Benton is still fighting bad guys throughout the house during all his waking hours, and Kate is still crawling around the house being the precious baby she is. We are blessed. And worn out.
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