It’s that time of year again. Back to school for the kiddos and to the local bank for a loan for parents who buy all these school supplies.
I looked at a list for a couple fourth-graders and a sixth-grader. Can you say ridiculous? I know it has been more than 20 years since my oldest child started school, but today’s cost to get a child back to school is too high.
Paris, London, Oxford and Normandy became extensions of the classroom for four girls who attend Valley Creek Baptist Church in Elizabethtown.
For the third year, the girls participated in Student Leadership University, a faith-based leadership program that offers experiences around the globe at four levels. The girls participated in SLU 101, for which they travelled to Orlando, Fla., and SLU 201, which took them to Washington, D.C.
I was going to take the kids to every amusement-type place we could find that was close and not outrageously expensive. We were going to play at the park multiple times a week. We were going to be creative every day, with lots of coloring and gluing and cutting. The TV was going to be a once-in-a-while concept, not an everyday, multiple-times-a-day thing.
After being in this parenting gig for four years, and a stay-at-home mom for almost two, you’d think I wouldn’t still be as delusional as I am.
As a single mother of four boys, 34-year-old Angela Johnson finds strength through teaching and fitness.
A second-grade teacher at Lakewood Elementary School, she earned a teaching degree, graduating with honors, while going through a divorce.
Her inspiration to become a teacher was two-fold. Her own children inspired her and she wanted to change the lives of other children. That goal is more difficult to achieve than she imagined, but so far it’s been a rewarding career, she said.
My husband, Chuck, and I pack our suitcases, hop in the Town and Country, and plug in the GPS even when we know where we’re going to visit friends in Tennessee or family in Georgia, Virginia and now South Carolina.
Now that there’s just two of us, we no longer have to do the hyper-planning we once did to make sure we had enough non-perishable, non-messy snacks and things to do to keep small boys occupied. Those were the days before every vehicle with children on board was equipped with twin DVD players showing SpongeBob or favorite Disney movies.
I have to ask myself often what is it that really gets under my skin. With me being me, there are many things that make my list of pet peeves. I will not go into all of them for it might make me appear perfect, which I am not.
The first would have to be hearing a mom say to her child or children, “I’m going to tell your father on you when he gets home.”