School

Annika is going to school next year.  I find this very hard to wrap my head around.  Not so much that she's old enough, but more the fact that I'M old enough to have a child old enough to go to school.  Sometimes I feel like I'm 12 playing dress-up in someone else's house, babysitting their children.  Anyway, today Annie and I went to the school she will be attending to look around, meet the teacher, stuff like that.  She really enjoyed herself.  I kept asking her if she wanted to go, and she kept saying no.  She even got on a bus when school was done.  Good thing I was watching her, or I probably could have lost her!
Annika will be going to the private Christian school in our city.  There are a number of schools nearby that we could have chosen for Annika.  However, my number one reason for choosing this particular school is: I went there.  That probably sounds silly, but it's true.  There has never been another school that I wanted to send my children.  After Annika was born, I started worrying about where we would send her to school, since we weren't living in the Hat at the time.  I joked today that the school was one of the reasons that Clark moved us back to the city.  Maybe subconciously it was though.  Hmmm, a thought to ponder. 
My very friendly aquaintance (fine, friend) Jaylene had a couple of good posts on her blog about why she and her husband chose the school they did for their children.  It's a good read.  I would highly suggest you click on the links here and here. 


They cut themselves out of paper for science class this afternoon.

I think the hardest part now for Annika is going to be the waiting until September to actually go to school.