It shouldn't be my fourth week of school, but it is. I don't feel any more organized than I did at the beginning of the semester. I despise mornings. They're difficult, chaotic, and traumatic (some days) for all involved. After school. is better, as long as we don't try to do too much. Piano practicing for Evin, Isaac and Kaleb has completely gone out the window, and I'm not sure how I'm going to get it back. Maybe later.
On the plus side, I can make a bed with someone in it, take vital signs, change iv and central line dressings, as well as any wound dressing, and take a very involved and in depth health history. I can take a more detailed health history than anyone has ever taken from me! In the next couple of weeks, I'll be doing all sorts of fun things you probably don't ever want to know about. :)
The boys are doing well in school. Ian has a little bit of a hard time going every day. He frequently whines that he's too tired, and he is tired. But he's doing great, of course, and he's always happy to go to school and happy when he gets home. The other boys have friends, don't eat enough fruits or vegetables at lunch, and think recess is the best time of the day.
Practicing with the boys is an interesting thing these days. Mondays I can get them started, but then I leave before they're done, and they probably don't do much. Tuesday and Thursday I can practice pretty well with them, and Wednesday we do a short practice day since it's lesson day. Although I think I may have to start switching that with Monday. Friday we don't practice at all, which means we have to practice Saturday morning. It's fairly torturous, but at least I can spend the time to help all the boys instead of one or two. However, by 11, there's usually one who just won't finish, and I want to throw them out the window. But this is probably how life is going to be for the next three years, so I'd better get used to it.
