I started this post on Tuesday... and I have not had the energy to finish it until today (which happens to be my day off from working at the school).
I think Megan is adjusting way better to her crazy schedule than I am.
Overall, it's been a better week. There was only one day where Megan was unable to finish her homework. I wrote a note to her teacher -- and she managed to make that last assignment up this morning! So she's all caught up.
Her first meet is this Sunday morning... so I'm sure I'll be writing a long post about that.
OK. For those of you who are interested - a snapshot of where we were on Tuesday morning:
My bleary-eyed daughter is slurping up the milk from her cereal before she returns to the last bit of homework from yesterday.
By the end of last week, we determined that she would fare better by getting to bed on time and awaking early to finish. Also, her teacher has told me that Megan will not suffer in class for not finishing all her homework as long as I write a note explaining why. "There are some students who don't ever turn it in and don't bother to tell their parents they have homework," she said. "That's not your daughter. She's very conscientious."
So there's been a lot less drama this week where the homework is concerned. But this grueling schedule is taking a toll on my little girl -- and tiring me out as well. She was not her usual bouncy self after we picked her up from Hebrew School on Sunday. All she wanted to do was veg out in front of the TV that afternoon, and for once, even my husband was happy to let her do just that.
"You should drop the Hebrew School," my sister says bluntly.
It may come to that, if we determine that she really cannot handle this many commitments. But I want to give this a fair try, and one week is not enough. Besides, I remember how exhausted she was when we went from one 90 minute gymnastics workout to two... and then again from three hours a week to nine hours. She was tired for a couple of weeks and then she got used to it. So as tempting as it is to give up now, I don't think it's a good idea.
"Am I doing Girl Scouts this year?" she asked me the other day.
That's another issue. Last year, we managed to continue with Brownies because they met every other Friday after school. But our troop leader indicated that meetings would be shifted to evenings this year -- and she hasn't informed us when. I hate to discontinue this -- but I don't see how to make it work, unless we enroll her in the Juliette program. We received a flyer in the mail yesterday, inviting our troop to attend a screening of Dakota Fanning's newest movie, in which Hollywood's favorite kid actor is a Girl Scout. And in a wonderful stroke of PR genius, little Ms. Fanning -- who will be there in person -- will be inducted into the Scouts just prior to the start of the movie. I know Megan would love to go to this -- but of course, it coincides with one of her gymnastics workouts. I could probably shift her Wednesday workout to Monday (the only day she has free) so she could attend this. But do I really want to do that? I don't know.
The flyer is hidden among all our bills, so it's unlikely Megan will see it unless I show it to her. She's supposed to wear her Girl Scout uniform -- which we have not yet purchased (she flew up from Brownies in June). I'm leaning towards not doing it. The kid needs a break.
