It seems that the great summer of '03 is drawing to a close. Once again, it's dark when I roll out of bed. The air is dry enough to make my nose hurt. The kids picked up their first cold. Oh man, I hope that this winter isn't as bad as the last. We took an immunological beating last year. We went from cold to cold to weird virus to cold to cold for almost two and a half months straight after Christmas. I really hope that doesn't happen again.
Maddie's first day of real (pronounced: public) school is tomorrow. I wish that I could be there when her teachers realize how well she reads. She's to the point where she could have read the preceding sentence, without context, and at a listenable speed. Insight!Joy made the point that reading is an even much more exciting and important development than walking. And, as usual, she's right. Maddie now has the ability to independently confirm, through her own research, that everything Joy and I tell her is the Gospel truth. That is how it works, right?
Lucy's first day of preschool is coming up, too. It will be interesting to see how she deals with authority figures with whom she does not have a history. Joy thinks that she is going to be hell on wheels or something. I suspect that she'll view school authority quite differently than she views parental authority and will begin a new set of habits. Maddie's motivations are pretty clear to Joy and I, as they are similar to our own. Lucy's are... well... we're continually refining our behavioral analysis algorithm. As for school, we'll find out what happens soon enough.