Checkin' the Mail Box

This is what Saige has been doing for the past few days. It's that time of summer again, the tell tale sign that holidays coming to an end when teacher assignments come in the mail. It's a big deal. They wait and hope all summer to see who they got and who is in their class. Chase, in his entire school career, thus far (K-3) has never had a teacher that has been there before. Every year his teacher is young and pretty and brand new. Just how he likes them. He's a love and they eat him up with a spoon. Well friends, there's a new sheriff in town this year. He actually got an established teacher. Uh oh. It is Saige's teacher from last year and not quite as warm and fuzzy as my precious baby is used to. Saige started laughing when we told her who he got. All I can say is, "Buck up little camper, you're not living on easy street anymore."
Now Saige's teacher is a whole other ball game. We have a hard and fast rule here that you gotta "put it out there" you have to "ask the universe" I know, it sounds crazy (hence the title of my blog) but we are firm believers in this (i.e. backstage passes). So this is what we told her to do this year for her teacher. She has never really cared who she got before. She is self sufficient, does her homework, does extra credit. a dream student. When I go in for conferences for her the teacher and I usually end up making small talk cause she's just that easy. This year though is the year she could get the "coolest" teacher in the school. He used to be a third grade teacher and she didn't get him. Last year when she was in fourth he moved up to fifth. This was her last chance. We wished and hoped and asked all the Gods we could think of, we don't discriminate over here, Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed, Mother Nature, whoever's got an open ear. We told her to visualize herself in his room. Yes, I am a little out there, I own that. Guess what? She got him. Not only did she get him but like three of her best friends did too. Yeah for her. Fingers crossed for Chase.