Busy Busy

Things are crazy! Wm is having a sleepover tonight, so I am picking him and his friend up after school. As soon as his friend leaves tomorrow, we are going shopping to buy the new sectional for the family room. Which is EXCITING! On Sunday, we have to clean and prepare for our home inspection, which is Tuesday. I have to have Flip (and us!) out of the house for the whole afternoon. It's taken some major fancy footwork, but I think we have a plan. I am going to be exhausted after Tuesday!! But that should be the last time we (and Flip) need to be out of the house! This is also one of my busiest times at work, so, basically, I'm about to drop.

Wm, however, is rocking on. He's actually been doing amazing. He's been super cool about the move, the craziness it has wrought, and dealing with everything. On top of that, he is really handling his biz in a big time way!! I realized the other day that I no longer ask if he has homework, check his homework, ask him if he has tests, tell him to study for the tests, or, basically, do anything other than say, "what did you do at school today?" And listen to his antics. He just handles everything. And handles it beautifully. I do login and check his grades and progress report daily. Wm has high 90's in every single class. With ZERO intervention from me. He's acing his tests, doing all his homework, and, pretty much, knocking it out!! 4.0 City!! It is a HUGE relief not to have to harass him or nag him to get stuff done. I just know he's doing his homework, he's studying, he's on it.

Last week, I logged in and saw he suddenly had an 84 in American Lit. When I clicked, I discovered he had a 0 on an assignment. When he got to my office that day, I was like, "dude - what's going on in American Lit?" And he goes, "Oh, yeah, I tried to submit an assignment online, but it didn't submit right so Ms. Anthony just got a blank document. I already talked with her about it, resubmitted, and she said she'd grade it tonight." The next day his grade was back at a 98. He was on top of that action before I even saw it!! 

Wm wasn't understanding a math concept, so he asked Steve for help. The next day, he went to his teacher's office hours and got help. I asked him how it went and he goes, "Oh, I TOTALLY understand it now. Mr. Amergis is a much better teacher than Pop. Pop gets grumpy and impatient. But Mr. Amergis just explained it and did problems with me until I nailed it." HA! And, it worked! Wm got a 97% on the test! (And I know from experience the joys of Steve trying to teach you something!! I always tell him that if I worked for him, he'd fire me!)

And, for fun...

Me: I can't wait to stretch out in our new king sized bed!

Steve: Maybe we don't need a king sized bed. That's a lot of space.

Me: REALLY?

Steve: Yeah...why?

Me:

Case closed.