First t-ball game (see above). First night of homework. First night of trying to make it all fit in.
Poor Connor is about to lose his carefree days. He starts his day being rudely awakened before dawn at 6:45 in the morning. He gets a little breakfast, if he's awake enough, or he gets something he can eat in the truck on the way. School starts promptly at 7:45. A full day of work, play, lunch and recess. Then school dismisses around 2:35 in the afternoon. It's usually at least 3:15 by the time we get home and into the house. He gets some of his talking out then.
Today was his first t-ball game at 5 o'clock, so we left the house by 4:30 to give us plenty of time. We take the twins in the double stroller and Connor rides his bike. (Yes, the field is that close, and we love it!) We also try to get there a little early so the twins can have a few minutes on the playground ("slide" and "swing" as Xander pleads, the minute he sees it). The game doesn't wrap up until just after 6. It's 6:30 or later by the time we make it home and get everyone out of shoes, to the bathroom, and Connor into his bath (he's usually a dirty mess).
Connor gets a little down time while we fix dinner. Then it's into his room for homework and story time, and then into bed for the night. We're shooting for an 8 o'clock bedtime to help with the early start to his day, but so far haven't made it any earlier than 8:30.
It's a lot to fit into a day. And the poor kid fell asleep doing homework tonight in his room.
Big kid school is rough. Long days. Homework. And barely time for dinner or baseball! He told me tonight before he fell asleep that he didn't want to go back. He said it started much too early, and he was too tired.
Clearly it's a work in progress, this new schedule of ours ...
