Back to School

Well, I just started school again. I was really nervous and feeling pretty ambivalent about the classes for which I was registered, save one. But I can safely say that after two days in class, I'm really excited about every single class I'm in. My schedule includes Communications (full of freshmen, and boy can you tell), U.S. History (once again full of freshmen, and once again, you can tell), Botany, and the one class I was excited for, Reproductive Physiology. I'm going to enjoy all of my classes, freshmen and all. I like the combination of two difficult courses and two "easy" courses...it balances nicely.

Zee has a new babysitter, a friend of mine who has a son just five months younger than Zee. Zee and her friend have really hit it off, so she's really enjoying her time over there. I really like this arrangement better than where she was previously. I'm sad (in a selfish way) because my friend can only watch her this semester because she will be having another baby next spring. I'm going to be on the lookout for a decent daycare for Zee. I'm picky, so this is going to be hard!

J just got off of "fat" P.T., so he no longer needs to wake up at 4:15 am, which he really appreciates. He will be retaking his DLPT next week, so we're praying that he passes this time. Not that it matters anyway - the new test is horrible! Other than that, things are the same with him.

Moose, on the other hand, went on a two day wild rampage of chewing every single shoe he could get his mouth on. Each time J informed me that Moose got another shoe, I said it was okay, as long as he didn't get Zee's Stride Rites. The next evening, we walked in from running errands and...Zee's Stride Rite was no longer. There, lying in front of us, was the evidence -- a single sole sadly lacking the rest of the shoe. And, as if we needed more evidence then that (though I guess Moose could try blaming the cat), Moose was cowered over behind the table. The Stride Rite must have satisfied his craving - what expensive taste our dog has - because he has not touched any shoes since. We all went out and bought new shoes, so while I'm sad about our old shoes, I looked on the positive side. It was an opportunity to buy new shoes, after all. We now lock up all shoes when we leave the house. Lesson learned.