{"id":7284,"date":"2012-01-25T08:29:42","date_gmt":"2012-01-25T13:29:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/?p=7284"},"modified":"2020-11-28T16:37:35","modified_gmt":"2020-11-28T21:37:35","slug":"fessing-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/2012\/01\/25\/fessing-up\/","title":{"rendered":"Fessing Up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For the most part things have been going really well here.  Pretty smooth.<\/p>\n<p>But I would be lying if I said things are perfect.  They aren&#8217;t.  Of course they aren&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not home, our routine is different.  Everything is different.<\/p>\n<p>I feel like I shouldn&#8217;t complain.  We sold our house quickly in a market that is not great.  We are in the process of buying the house we LOVE instead of the house that was just ok.  (more on this later).<\/p>\n<p>But it&#8217;s still hard.  And the one that seems to be suffering the most is Austin.  He is a kid of routines, and his routine is all messed up.  And while he is trying to put on a brave face and roll with it, each night it seems to get the best of him.  He&#8217;s not sleeping.  He&#8217;s anxious.  He misses his home, his friends, his school&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>The biggest problem seems to be his math class.  His teacher is Indian and speaks in a very quiet very thick accent.  He feels like he is behind and he doesn&#8217;t understand what is going on.  When he asked her for help, she told him to ask his neighbor.  He said the kids solve all the problems on the board and half the time they do it wrong, so he is not learning anything.  He had straight A&#8217;s coming into this, he is freaking that he is going to mess it all up.  It&#8217;s a mess.<\/p>\n<p>I have an email in to the principal to figure out how to fix this problem.  I may have to go visit the teacher myself.  There is a big meeting at the school tonight for &#8220;getting ready for high school&#8221; (gasp) so I am hoping to snag the guidance counselor and voice my displeasure.<\/p>\n<p>Besides the math class, he seems to like the new school and is making friends.  So that is good.  But I have to say my heart is breaking a little right now with what he is going through.  Even though in the end I know it will make him a stronger person.<\/p>\n<p>As for the other kids, Blake is still surprisingly happy about things.  Despite first day jitters, and getting confused trying to figure out being in middle school instead of an elementary (so far he has accidentally missed lunch, locked his lock on his locker backwards, had to wear his regular clothes in gym, etc).  He is learning the pledge of allegiance in Spanish, and just seems to be rolling with it.<\/p>\n<p>Cole started school today.  He is going to be so tired, school starts earlier here.  But he was soooo excited.  And his school is really nice.  So fingers crossed that he loves it.<\/p>\n<p>Eva has been sick.  Still with a nasty cold and cough.  It has made her a bit challenging.  By the end of the day I am in need of a serious break.  Good thing there is lots of good tv on lately.<\/p>\n<p>So&#8230;. that&#8217;s the low-down on how things are going here.  I haven&#8217;t touched my big camera in months and I miss it so much.  Maybe now that all the kids are in school, Eva and I can get out and explore and take some pictures.  I noticed yesterday that the bulbs are popping up and the flowering trees are starting to get starter blooms.  Spring is around the corner and I can&#8217;t wait.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday we had the inspection at our new house<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/elisalou\/6760048043\/\" title=\"Home by elisalou_designs, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7013\/6760048043_3becf52409_o.jpg\" width=\"612\" height=\"612\" alt=\"Home\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Eva loves her new forrest\/yard<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/elisalou\/6756512943\/\" title=\"Eva explores her new yard by elisalou_designs, on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7035\/6756512943_cf187f764c_o.jpg\" width=\"612\" height=\"612\" alt=\"Eva explores her new yard\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Hope to get some real pictures up soon!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For the most part things have been going really well here. Pretty smooth. But I would be lying if I said things are perfect. They aren&#8217;t. Of course they aren&#8217;t. It&#8217;s not home, our routine is different. Everything is different. I feel like I shouldn&#8217;t complain. We sold our house quickly in a market that is not great. We are in the process of buying the house we LOVE instead of the house that was just ok. (more on this later). But it&#8217;s still hard. And the one that seems to be suffering the most is Austin. He is a kid of routines, and his routine is all messed up. And while he is trying to put on a brave face and roll with it, each night it seems to get the best of him. He&#8217;s not sleeping. He&#8217;s anxious. He misses his home, his friends, his school&#8230;. The biggest problem seems to be his math class. His teacher is Indian and speaks in a very quiet very thick accent. He feels like he is behind and he doesn&#8217;t understand what is going on. When he asked her for help, she told him to ask his neighbor. He said the kids solve all the problems on the board and half the time they do it wrong, so he is not learning anything. He had straight A&#8217;s coming into this, he is freaking that he is going to mess it all up. It&#8217;s a mess. I have an email in to the principal to figure out how to fix this problem. I may have to go visit the teacher myself. There is a big meeting at the school tonight for &#8220;getting ready for high school&#8221; (gasp) so I am hoping to snag the guidance counselor and voice my displeasure. Besides the math class, he seems to like the new school and is making friends. So that is good. But I have to say my heart is breaking a little right now with what he is going through. Even though in the end I know it will make him a stronger person. As for the other kids, Blake is still surprisingly happy about things. Despite first day jitters, and getting confused trying to figure out being in middle school instead of an elementary (so far he has accidentally missed lunch, locked his lock on his locker backwards, had to wear his regular clothes in gym, etc). He is learning the pledge of allegiance in Spanish, and just seems to be rolling with it. Cole started school today. He is going to be so tired, school starts earlier here. But he was soooo excited. And his school is really nice. So fingers crossed that he loves it. Eva has been sick. Still with a nasty cold and cough. It has made her a bit challenging. By the end of the day I am in need of a serious break. Good thing there is lots of good tv on lately. So&#8230;. that&#8217;s the low-down on how things are going here. I haven&#8217;t touched my big camera in months and I miss it so much. Maybe now that all the kids are in school, Eva and I can get out and explore and take some pictures. I noticed yesterday that the bulbs are popping up and the flowering trees are starting to get starter blooms. Spring is around the corner and I can&#8217;t wait. Yesterday we had the inspection at our new house Eva loves her new forrest\/yard Hope to get some real pictures up soon!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":7307,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7284","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/IMG_8263copy.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7284","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7284"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7284\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17983,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7284\/revisions\/17983"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7307"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7284"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7284"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7284"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}