Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Avert Your Eyes

Yes, I will be bragging about my children.  I hate to brag but honestly, they make me so proud and I can't just walk up to people and start telling them how fabulous my kids are so you all get to suffer.  At least you can look away.

Report cards came Friday.  My son is a junior and taking all honors classes.  He even took a college course last semester.  I keep waiting for that semester that is going to throw him off, the one that is going to challenge him so much that his GPA has to drop.  He had Physics, Pre-Calc, World History, and Spanish (this was the college course).  He ended the semester with a 97.25 GPA.  He astounds me.

His time management is so on point.  I have never, in his entire school career, had to ask him about homework.   He has NEVER forgotten an assignment, ever.  I know that if he has a job to do, it's as good as done.  What makes me more proud are the comments he receives.  It's almost like his teachers are thankful he does his work so easily.

I remember in sixth grade, I had a parent/teacher conference.  His teacher didn't know why I was there (in his old school you always had a conference, whether they were doing well or poorly).  She told me he was so smart, like "nerdy" smart.  Then she said he was athletic and popular at the same time.  She told me how unusual it was to find a child that had all of that going on.  She then told me the thing that made him most special to her.

A new boy had come to school.  She said there was something obviously "wrong" with him.  It was nothing overt but he was just off.  She was trying to find someone to partner up with him to show him the ropes.  She said not one child stepped forward except my son.  She said he didn't hesitate.  He was patient and kind and really helped this kid fit in.  The boy ended up in a special needs class but she was so proud of my son for being so selfless.  To say I was as well is a huge understatement.

Then there is my daughter.  I swear when I look at her there is a light in her that instantly brightens my day.  She also had a couple of honors classes and ended up with a respectable 91.75 GPA.  That is doubly great as she had Global and Earth Science, neither one of which she loves.  She struggles with them because they require her to actually memorize.  A task far too mundane for her.

I believe she is actually a genius.  The fact that she can maintain good grades, dance for hours a day, almost seven days a week PLUS know every single thing going on in three high schools amazes me.  If you need to know, she is your go-to girl.  She also has amazing time management.  She has her day mapped out to the minute and never lets a responsibilty slide.

She loves being busy.  She likes to constantly be stimulated.  If she has a minute free, you can bet she will be finding something to do with it.  On top of this, she has the most compassionate heart of any person I have ever met.  She has an empathy that is innate.  She senses sadness or confusion in a person and reaches out.  Noone has to tell her to do this, it just is.

We are so blessed.  I thank my children every day for just being them.  I tell them every little thing I appreciate about them.  They are 17 and 16.  They are with their family, no questions asked, whenever we tell them.  They do not go out and party on the weekends.  They are always home by curfew and hang out with us on Fridays and Saturdays.  I remind my husband every day what other kids their ages are doing and tell him how very lucky we are.  I know every day my situation could change.

They could become different kids overnight, after all they are teens.  You can bet I will absorb every minute of this while it lasts and make sure I tell them how special I think they are every day I have it.

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