Joey started the 3rd grade this week. He says great things about it and then will later complain about it, so I don't know if he likes it or not. Tonight was his first night of homework and it was a major struggle getting him through that. That is not a good sign. I hope today was just a bad day and not the norm.
I got an email from the teacher today (the second day of school) saying that Joey is having a very hard time paying attention. It is so frustrating to get notes about things I cannot fix. I would rather get notes saying that Joey burped in class or something like that. I could do something about that.
Poor Joey... he is so tender hearted. Tonight I was tucking him in when I saw that he was crying. He said that Bitty (our cat - his favorite cat) was acting like she was mad at him and he was 'thinking of all the good times they have had together'. I couldn't help but laugh at that a little.
Last week, Joey told us out-of-the-blue that before Evan came along he had cried and asked God to give him a brother, and Evan is his dream come true. I wish I could have recorded that! I bet he will deny he said that in a few years when Evan is breaking his toys.
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