Monday, June 20, 2011

End of (An Academic) Year

What on Earth I am doing up posting at 1am I don't know.  Maybe it's the anticipation of a trip back to New Zealand, maybe it's the thought of packing, maybe it's the laundry laughing at me from the corner of the room.  Maybe I am just enjoying another evening without pain after having my tooth fixed (which has been affecting me since May last year). Whatever it is, I could reflect a bit on the academic year of living in our cottage and the kids attending school.

Hmm, what is a mum to say?  Hannah no longer eats only the chocolate options at preschool, but eats things "that look funny, too".  Kyle has started rebelling against homework and independent thinking.  Hannah can add up numbers under five, Kyle can read and write stories in Chinese.  Hannah volunteered to be in the Graduation show, Kyle got to read the farewell to sixth-graders speech by himself in front of the school.  Hannah likes to do her hair in the fashion of Crystal Bowersox, Kyle likes to dance like the guys in "America's Got Talent".  Hannah helps me find the coffee at the 7-11, Kyle gives me a lecture on the poisonous chemicals in bought drinks.  Hannah gives me massages.  Kyle finds my phone when it rings.

As for me, I have had some success with the herbs but not the vegetables in the garden.  I can now manage to put together something for guests to eat and drink from our selection.  The dog is still alive, the goldfish are dead.  I've almost managed to give my inlaws their rooms back, but not quite.  I'm putting together some goals for the next academic year, in general terms of being a better housemanager, getting healthier, and making more money.  First there is a summer to get through, though.  I do want to add, that the last few days I have felt really well, which makes me realise how unwell I had been the past few months.  I guess that is what happens when health slowly slips out of you.  And it is amazing how the tooth affected my whole system.  Dad used to tell me that was how people died young, and now I can see what he was talking about.

Seeing as that is about as reflective as I can manage, I will stop and get some sleep.  Let's see what the beautiful morning will bring.