A few weeks ago Norah had an early release and Brent was in Florida for a dent conference. She refused to ride the bus to a friends so I brought her into my school for the day. She loved it. The kids all loved her. She went to the 4 year old class and read a book to them and they all sat so quiet for her. She helped at stations. She was working in our class.
My school gets out at 1:30 and she said on the way home she was thinking of all she wanted to play and do. Then when she got home she just wanted to sit on the couch. In Norah’s words “I get you now mom.” Hahaha I also have so many plans but sometimes the couch wins.
She fell asleep eating her dinner. Kindergarten is tiring.
Then we found out we had a Covid case in our classroom - go figure the day I bring Norah with me. So we had to take a Covid test. We took 2 - once when we found out and then another a few days later to make sure since we didn’t have any symptoms. All 4 were negative. She said when taking the test she should’ve just ridden the bus. But then Joel came home with a story of how a kid threw up on the bus in the isle and some girl didn’t see and slipped in it and fell and got it all in her hair. So Norah has now changed her mind and said she’d rather take a Covid test. And after that story I don’t really blame her…
