With Ryan and his sister at Wednesday night youth group, Mr. 5th Grader and I were good to go for tennis practice. We worked on rallies, serving, and a little footwork. He's having a great time and so am I. He cannot wait until next time, and neither can I. Tennis partners! Dad, the hero!
Youth group finishes its lesson at 7:40, then fun and hang out time until 8:30. Come to find out that Miss 7th Grader got separated from her friends and had a miserable 45 minutes. After a very emotional discussion, and a declaration that she's never going again, I became Dad the bum.
Next week we will try the plan of discreetly coming by at 7:40 to see how things are going. Fortunately, we live 5 minutes away and multiple trips are not an issue.
Adjusting from upper elementary to junior high can be a pain. Adjusting to high school can be a pain too, but that hasn't come up yet. Be alert, dad!
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LOL, Mom the bum, here.
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