From my spot on the couch, I heard Damond close his textbook for the last time of his first year and realized that I had not documented his countless hours of doing this! studying til his brains were going to pass out :) so I quickly got up and made him pretend to study so we wouldn't forget the monumental task he completed!!!
MS II- Here we come!
Funny story about studying: In moving out to Indiana, we decided/had to downsize to one car. Now this could have been pretty awful, but WE ARE EXTREMELY GRATEFUL FOR OUR FRIENDS, THE KINGLER'S! They live in our complex and Ken was a second year. Day after day, Ken would pick Damond up. First semester, Damond studied late at school, so the boys and I would go pick him up right before bed time. Second semester, again I was so grateful that Damond could get a ride home from Ken, since I was so sick :( We will forever be in debt to the Kinglers for this service, all their advice throughtout the year, and the many delicious meals Marty brought over!
Back to the funny story:
Every time we'd pick up Damond from school, Thomas would ask him what he had been doing so late or maybe it was a Saturday and he'd want Damond to play outside with him, Damond's response 95% of the time was, "sorry, I was studying/need to study". It was probably the end of Oct, if not Nov, when Thomas asks me, 'what's studying?" At the time, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Laugh, because for so long we had been giving him that answer and he'd never questioned it before. Cry, because for so long, there was this thing called "studying" that was always consuming his dad's time and he didn't question it. I think laughing won :) I found this year, it was always better to find the bright side or I would lose my sanity :D
Second funny story: Whenever we'd pick up Damond from school, Damond would always ask Thomas what he'd learned at school. Thomas, eventually figured out that Damond also went to "school" (He really liked looking at Damond's textbooks) so he began to ask Damond the same question. Damond would answer," about bones, germs, function of kidneys, ect. Apparentely both of the boys were listening, because by the end of the year, as soon as Damond would walk in, Alex would shout, "what'd you learn body, dad?"