Layton finished his project months ago but to get the information together and on paper has been less than fun! I decided I wasn’t going to loose another night sleep over it so I took part of the day in between clients and went to town on it. I KNOW, I KNOW, you don’t have to tell me…..I KNOW!
The project was due the next day and I did all the headings and arranging while he got the information together to put on it. And, YES, I slept that night. Why do these people called teens think to wake up and do homework soooooooo late?
I really don’t get it. I, even as a teen, was a morning person. I would rather have gone to bed at 9 and get up at 3 to studying or what have you than to stay up half the night. I just DON’T get it!
The presentation went well. I took a picture of Layton’s favorite teacher looking at his project.
One of the things that I loved that came out of this project was that he decided this line of work was not for him as a career. He gained knowledge in doing it, but it was tedious and a frustration. So, if nothing else, he learned something very valuable for his future career.
Ok, I know I’m being a baby, I know it…..but I just don’t think I like this ‘senior’ stuff.
One second I am feeling bad for Layton because he is fighting for the independence so hard and yet he still has parameters and PARENTS telling him what to do and when. Yet, there are also times I seriously want to throttle him over the same issues. One minute we are battling it out, down and dirty battling the next minute he says or does something that is nice. I can’t keep up with the on off switch. My brain is reeling all the time.
My sis, along with friends who have been there reassure me we are being ‘normal’ (whatever that is)
I think there needs to be a book written about this time. It reminds me of the first time I had a baby, NO BODY told me what would happen once the baby was born. All the after math of what happens to my body, the sleep deprivation, the paranoia that comes over you and you think you don’t even have a second to take a shower. Now, I have this senior, and I had NO IDEA what was coming. I felt it was all a big secret when I had my first and I feel like it’s a secret again. If it wasn’t for me confessing to ‘those that have been there and have gone before me’ what things look like at times, I honestly would think I am the ONLY one in this boat.
It’s a crazy time. Of course, I wouldn’t give it up for the world just like I wouldn’t give up that infant that rocked my world either.