We took D1 to kindergarten roundup last week. My mom watched D2 and D3 which was so nice because we got to have a special night with D1 all alone, so thank you mom! We loved the classrooms and meeting the teachers. D1 actually knew another student (a boy going into the second grade next year). You could really see the excitement on D1′s face. I’ve been busy collecting all the paperwork needed for school (immunization records and such) and will be turning everything in during the next couple of days. After visiting the school, we went to Red Lobster and used a gift certificate that we got for Christmas from my parents (so we are doubly indebted to my mother!). It was great because we got to scare D1 with a crab claw. He freaked. D1 already has a preference for which class that he goes into, and I agree with him. When I turn in all his paperwork, I’m going to ask if we can request a classroom.
At daycare one of the workers said, “We usually don’t say this to parents, but we think that your son is going to be an engineer.” I just chuckled because everyone on my husband’s side of the family is an engineer practically. I really don’t expect him to be anything other than an engineer because it really is all in his genes. They went on to say that he made a really neat building with the blocks with gaps for windows and a slanted roof. I guess that they were pretty amazed. They also said that D1 did not have any time outs that day. I have to have at least one “bad” child because to celebrate we went to Staples to buy a video game, and D2 threw the biggest temper tantrum that I have ever seen, lol. He is better now and is back to being my sweet little helper.
This week, I have three tests in each of my three classes. Yikes. I am so not prepared. However, once I’m done taking these horrid (lol) tests, we start spring break (yay)!
We were one of the first hospitals in my area to go to computer charting, however last week we changed computer systems and we are now 100% (except for very bad traumas) electronic. There have been doctors with tears brimming in their eyes, threats of quitting, mass raiding of chocolate, and so forth. Things are now settling down, but for a while there, I really did not want to come into work. The manager who is above my manager thanked all of us during the last meeting for not quitting our jobs. At least we are all in this together (nurses, social workers, physicians, RT’s, you name it).