6th Grade

This morning Aubree will walk into Middle School as a 6th grade student. Where has the time gone? I clearly remember the day before she started kindergarten. My Meemaw told me on the phone that once kids start school they're grown before you know it. She was so right.

Aubree's first day of Kindergarten.

 

I worry about all my kids but she is the one that I worry about the most. Her dad and I divorced when she was 5 and it was ugly. She saw and heard much more than she should have. She is my child that doesn't tell you when she is upset or when something bothers her. She just has a total meltdown out of the blue.

 

She recently went to a summer camp and one of the counselor's told me how loving and caring she was to a child that was a few years younger and was being picked on. She has a kind heart and tends to be nice when she shouldn't. This is just one reason that I am so worried about her going to Middle School.



This pic is a prime example of how sweet she can be. We met this lady on a tour at St. Thomas and Aubree loved her. She just had to have her pic made with her. 

 

I feel like they go from Elementary School with recess and they get to wear shorts and there's little kids there and then BAM...here you go...no more shorts, no recess, big 8th grade kids who are doing whatever kids in 8th grade do these days. It's like a culture shock! I remember those years. They were some of the most awkward years of my life.

 

Her only worry is being able to work the lock on her locker...something else that is new. I am hoping and praying that she will make some good friends and focus on  her grades and balance it well enough to participate in extracurricular activities. I am sure that she will already know a lot of the kids there but the Elementary School she attended has no Middle School so she is going to the one in the next town.

 

I have thought today about when I started 6th grade. I remember that school year very well. I met my husband that year and he was the first boy to call me. I was so embarrassed when my dad came and asked why a boy was calling me. I remember him saying 'boys are gross." Yeah...ok, dad.

 

 

Say a little prayer for Aubree, please. We really need this to be a great school year!

 

Pre-school graduation 

 Loving on Carter

 Diva

 Family lunch. Before Caleb.

 Gatlinburg trip

80's day