In 2 days, my oldest will no longer be in elementary school.
For some reason, some twit thought it would be funny to have Jr. High start (in our district) in 6th grade.
As if kids don’t grow up fast enough, let’s throw an 11 year old into Jr. High. I know its just a label, but I look at it this way: in elementary school, they’re learning the basics to proceed. In Jr. High, they’re getting them ready for high school and higher education.
My son thinks its hilarious to listen to someone spell ‘icup’- you’re telling me HE is ready to be prepped for higher learning??
I’m already having a hard time explaining to him that he’s too young for girlfriends- whats going to happen when he’s trying to fit in with older kids at this new school? Everyone worries about their daughters and them growing up too fast; no one stops to think about how fast boys grow up. A girl can only carry so many babies at once- boys can impregnate multiple girls.
I try to remind myself that all we’ve taught them will stick and they’ll emerge unscathed, but I’ve tried repeatedly to teach them that poop jokes aren’t to be told at the dinner table, and all I ever hear is “I forgot.” How much of what we teach will stick in the times we need it to? How much of what we teach will be “forgotten” when faced with the opportunity to be “cool”?
As a parent, we want our kids to grow wings- to grow up, experience new things, and -God willing- move out before our sanity completely dissolves. Its just kind of scary to watch it happen.
I’m not suggesting lead shoes to keep him grounded… maybe just a kite string for if he flies to far out of reach, ya know?