School Daze

You would think with the boys being back in school, I would have all the time in the world to fiddle on my blog. Not so. For some reason, life has gotten much more hectic - but in a good way.

The first three weeks of school have been a success. The boys are doing well and making new friends. The first day of school, Andrew came home with a drawing he had done at school with "BIRON" written on the top. I said, "Andrew, did you take someone else's paper?" He came over and explained to me that he accidentally wrote a "B" then had to draw a line to separate the "B" from his name, "RON". I pointed out that his name is not Ron, to which Andrew responded, "Yes I am! I am Ron Wesley!" (Yes, that is the red-headed sidekick in the Harry Potter books/movies). I told Andrew he can pretend to be Ron when he plays, but he needs to be Andrew at school. Two days later I received an email from Andrew's teacher:

Andrew keeps writing Ron on all his papers and keeps telling everyone to call him Ron. Should I be calling him Ron?

Few things are quite as embarrassing as writing a teacher to tell them your child is convinced he is a fictional character. However, I had the same problem when I was a child, so I can't get too frustrated. I think we have finally fixed the "Ron" thing and Andrew is now back to writing his actual name on his work. However, I am certain I only have a few weeks until he slips back into being a fictional character again.

Jacob is currently obsessed with Greek mythology, particularly stories about Medusa. He and his friends have decided to make a movie and Jacob informed them that I can make a "really cool" Medusa costume. I have never sewn one article of clothing in my life - but it is nice to have someone have such faith in me. I kind of disregarded the costume/movie thing, until one of the other parents approached me about it. She was so excited that the children wanted to make a movie and that she would provide her home to do the filming, and that she understood I would be making the costumes. (Let me just say, the one downfall of going to an international school is the accents - I can't tell if people are serious or joking). I initially thought she was being sarcastic, but to my surprise she was completely serious. What does one say in such a situation? Okay. Great! I'll go buy some fabric this weekend! It was also at the moment when I realized there are much cooler and more fun parents than me in the world. I guess I will have to make the stinking costume so Jacob won't think he has a dud mom. How about if I offer my apartment for the filming and she can sew the costumes!

I don't know if I have gained a ton of weight or what - but everyone around me keeps inviting me to work out with them. I think I am the fat friend who people like to take to the gym so they feel better about themselves. Well, Monday morning I did a deep water running class. They strap a foam belt on your waist, toss you in the deep end of a pool, and then make you run around in the water. While I am sure it was a good work-out, I felt like a complete idiot the entire time. It seemed like something I should be doing at a nursing home. The next day, I was invited by another friend to a powerpump or bodypump class (I still don't know what its called). I had no idea what it entailed, but went along anyway. I should have known I was in trouble when the equipment used during the class involved a step, free weights, a dumbell, a mat, and a really buff Asian chick. The first 20 minutes were spent doing squats with weights on our shoulders. I was seriously concerned my legs were going to give out five minutes into the class. I somehow survived the hour, but I still cannot walk like a normal human being. I am supposed to go to the class again tomorrow - should be interesting seeing as I can't even sit in a chair without severe pain in my legs. 

I also had my first dental appointment in Singapore. It was the nicest dental experience of my life. I walked in and was greeted by name. I was then handed a list of movies and was asked to select which one I would like I watch during my cleaning. I was given a blanket to keep me warm while I was waiting, and then I got to kick back and watch the movie. The cleaning took about an hour and I was informed I had a cavity. My follow up appointment was scheduled and then I went to pay my bill. FOUR HUNDRED AND EIGHTY DOLLARS!!!!!!! Are you kidding me!? The problem is that the office is like a drug. I can't go back to coach after being in first class. I knew I should find another place to do my filling, but I really wanted to have one nice filling experience....so I went back. I shouldn't have, but I did. Again, it was the most luxurious time I have ever had in a dentist chair. However, for what I have paid in dental bills this week I could have spent a couple of nights in a really nice hotel. Okay, I'll quite next time!

Alright, I am going to end the stories here. I need to get to bed. I am back to waking up before sunrise again..and I don't want to be mean, tired Mommy tomorrow! However, I am writing a few funny things the kids said recently so I don't forget them....

Jacob: Indiana Jones is old. In the next movie he should have a cane and when he needs to fight the whip can come out of the cane.

Andrew: How do babies come out of your tummy by magic?

Jacob: (After I had asked him if he was excited to have more boys in his Primary class) They don't speak English.

Andrew: I found the girl I want to marry. She is in my class and has red hair with curls like me! (I then asked her name) I don't know.

Jacob: Why does everyone like the Olympics so much?

Andrew: Mom, your leg is wiggly. Look. (He then pushed on my calf to make it wobble). That's funny! (Yeah, I guess that powerpump class is a good idea after all)