Phineas and Ferb claim that there are 104 days of summer vacation. I say “phooey on you-ey.” Because apparently we’re being gypped more than 2 weeks.
How do I know this? Tonight was Meet the Teacher at McGowen. We’re 82 days in, and already it’s time to go check out the classroom, drop off school supplies, sign up for the PTA, and discover who the classmates will be. And in 6 more days, it will be the first day of school. By my calculations, that puts us just shy of 90, well short of the *supposed* 104 immortalized in song.
Regardless, Crisana was excited. For weeks she had been crossing her fingers, toes, legs, arms, and even her eyeballs in hopes of getting the teacher *she* wanted. Never mind that the teacher *she* wanted changed from day to day. She was breathless in anticipation, and so were we. And so we were ALL excited when we discovered who her teacher for third grade would be:
Just in case you don’t recognize the significance, let me give you a brief reminder.
Her hair may be lighter and she’s now sporting a baby bump but yes, that’s the same teacher. A teacher who was one of Trey’s – and our – favorites. A teacher who was a tremendous encouragement to our family and a source of great stability to Trey during an incredibly tumultuous year. A teacher who prayed diligently for our family and supported us even in our efforts to support her. We couldn’t be more thrilled or thankful for allowing Crisana to be in her class this year!
Apparently, Crisana’s pretty excited, too.
