Xandri will turn seven on Saturday. It seems virtually impossible to believe that she'll be seven... As Jean Val-Jean's song says, "How soon they fly/on and on. And I am old!" And so is she.
Her birthday invitations are so very chic (and very adult looking). Purpley-blue (and they sort of have X's on them in the foil--if you squint). She's having a party with seven friends, where they come and watch a movie, make a bracelet, have cake, and then go home. It will be like her friend Maddy's Christmas party (but they made gingerbread houses).
I'm having trouble sleeping tonight. My students are preparing for the biggest state test of the year which happens next week. It's a high stakes test because if they don't pass it, they get a diploma that says they are incompetent. We have another test at the end of the year that also measures annual yearly progress, too. While they are both bubble tests, only this one next week is required for graduation. They've been preparing for it for 7 years. They do get five chances to pass it (and it is only on an eighth grade competency level).
Well, it's almost time to go to school. It snowed last night. The roads are covered, "These woods are lovely dark and deep/and I have promises to keep/and miles to go before I sleep" So I must be off. It's Tuesday, so I'll be having adventures in mothering tonight while John is off to scouts. More on that later. :o)
1 comment:
Good grief. No pressure on the test.
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