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Hello, 3rd Grade!

This week was finally G's turn to go back to school. He was excited to start the 3rd grade, and to see all of his friends who he hadn't seen over the summer. Everything seemed to go off without a hitch...no issues at school, and he even has his favorite bus driver (Roger) again! It's been a good week for our little guy!


The other child; however...not such a good week. On Saturday, Ava tested positive for COVID, and spent the next five days, holed up in her room. We delivered meals to her, 3 times/day, and that was about the only time we saw her. She tried her best to keep up with her schoolwork, and had mostly a positive attitude while in isolation. On Thursday afternoon, I made her go a walk with me and Pria since she hadn't been outside in so many days. And by the end of that night, she admitted that she was ready to go back to school (her symptoms were much better at this point.)

So, off she went, back to the first real week of high school, and ended the school day with a pep fest (didn't know the music), and was ready to play at halftime for the high school football game on Friday night. But, the weather didn't quite agree, so the band couldn't play. This cancellation gave them time to get fitted their show uniforms, and once that was done, they were free for the night. She and a few older friends went to Culvers for treats, and then one of them brought her home later that night. That was weird not to have to run and get her...hooray for older friends with cars!

On Saturday, the RHSMB has a VERY full day. They started practice at 9am, and then play their first competition this evening at another local high school. She probably won't be back home until close to midnight. I promised her that she could sleep in on Sunday! I'm hopeful that the competition will allow her to see what all of the practice results in...and of course I hope they win. :)

Here's to hoping for an uneventful upcoming week, with everyone staying healthy!

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