Who knew the pressure of attending University would be harder the second time through?
While no one is bursting out of the school’s front doors this year, there are still opportunities that lay in wait this summer, so seize the moment and enjoy.
Extremely grateful for the hard work all the teachers out there are putting in to make classes possible but I’m still getting used to the kid’s bedroom doors being shut with earplugs jammed into their ears so that they can participate while at home.
And gym in the bedroom kinda makes my heart ache.
Back to school in our board started today, online. Giddy-up.
I can’t imagine being a student these days. The pressure to exceed in school, athletics, the arts, with friends, online… it’s overwhelming just being a parent of a student.
I worked hard at school. Marks mattered to me. My mom used to say, “Jase, you’ve got to slow down sometimes and smell the roses.” She was right, but I still do struggle with this today. I’m hoping to pass on as few neuroses to my children as possible, so we effusively cajoled our daughter to take a break from exam studying and breathe in the mountain air, feel the rush of snow beneath her skis and just play. It’s something we all as a society seem to do less of these days. It’s perceived as a bad thing. A waste of time. As our teens navigate the realities of growing up, I believe it’s our duty as parents to show them that playtime is what will make them more creative, better thinkers, fitter, brighter and perhaps most importantly, happier.
So yeah, take a break. Whatever you’re working on will be there when you get back.
Well, the first week of school is in the books and the madness associated with it put me behind on sharing this but I found the night before the first day of school very different for high schoolers than grade schoolers. Here’s what it looked like 8 years ago:
And here’s what it looked like a few days ago:
That’s one of the marvellous things about the journey of parenting, nothing ever stays the same.
Another bit of dinner time magic. I’m pretty sure he was saying this for effect but it’s always good to have a moment each day to touch in on family values, textbooks and lost and found…
Evening dog walks are a great time for wisdom….
Ahhhh September with your cooler air, fall colours and incessant-punch-to-the-face scheduling nightmare.
Hard to believe 7 years ago this was the scene playing out as we dropped our son off for grade 1. Today, my grade 8’er zoomed away on his bike with a wave and a smile, and my grade 10’er got picked up by a friend.
The days are long but the years are short. Enjoy the ride.