So today was Payton's first day of Junior High. She was incredibly excited and I was lucky enough to get a few photos to share...
I dropped Payton and Bailey off at the pedestrian bridge over Papillion's main thoroughfare. I had expected traffic to be much worse than it actually was. This is Payton taking photos of me as I take them of her. She's such a ham.
Up and over...
It was a half day of school and I had to be back in 3 hours to pick them back up again.
I couldn't believe how big some of these girls were. I don't remember Junior High students being so... developed. Glad I didn't attend Junior High with some of these girls.
This is how hectic it was after school today. I waited in the car for a good ten minutes before getting out of the car and going to look for them.
I was specific when I dropped the girls off this morning. Telling them:
1. When class is over, turn on your cell phone and check for messages.
2. I planned on picking them up where I had dropped them off, but that could change based on traffic.
3. Meet up with each other BEFORE coming out of the school.
4. Don't leave school grounds without meeting up or contacting me.
5. TURN ON YOUR CELL PHONE BEFORE LEAVING THE SCHOOL.
... I think I repeated that one at least 3 times.
Luckily while I waited I got to have some nice conversation with the principal. He was pleasant, much more friendly than her previous principals. Neither of the two girls were anywhere to be found for at least another 10 minutes. Soon I became mildly frantic.
Once I found Bailey, I went looking for Payton. We split up, she "guarded" the main exit, and I went looking for my kid that can't follow simple directions when things get hectic.
Soon I was calling her cell phone repeatedly and she eventually called me back stating that she was "at my car" and, "where are you?" Hopefully this is out of their systems now and things go much more smoothly tomorrow.
Upon finding the nerds and herding them up into my car, we headed to get Austin. His school, as I mentioned earlier is back in our neighborhood and the traffic picking him up is always really bad. Because Gregg was home asleep, and the pick up times were so close, I ended up taking my car, parking and walking up in the nasty weather to get him.
He had very little to say about his day. I asked him if he had any friends in his class and he proceeded to tell me about a kid that, "doesn't talk much and wears weird clothes and therefore (Austin) didn't like him." Austin should be the last kid to be judgemental about others. I mean, he's a dwarf with autism and according to some local kids he, "has the body of a three year old and the face of a forty year old."
He doesn't understand that other people have feelings, since he is so unemotional and disconnected due to the Asperger's Syndrome. I was quite put off by this conversation and told him he should be nice to that boy, maybe he issues too. Often it's quite hard to relate to the kid.
Next we went back up to the Junior High to set up the girls lockers and go through their schedules a couple times to ease the pressure.
Luckily I got to explain (to my otherwise intelligent daughter) that the room numbers went in sequential order and that she could easily find the classes she was looking for by using those a guide rather than just walking up and down halls trying to remember where a specific teachers class was by name alone. Yes. I'm serious.
Lockers are a big deal in case you didn't know. When we went over the Summer to tour the school, I pointed out a dead end where I said, "it'd suck to have a locker here"
Guess where Payton's locker is? You guessed it, the very dead end I pointed out. Figures.
Anyway, she had a good time putting up photos in her locker and decorating. I don't remember lockers being such a big deal.
Payton opened up the locker next to hers. Guess the spy doesn't fall far from the satelite?
Not sure if that makes sense. If not, you're not in the know.
Actually, this boy asked Payton for help with opening his locker multiple times on the first day of school and she happened to remember his combination.
She left him a note inside from "Katy Perry" before we left. I thought that was funny.
Austin was not amused. He was ticked off that his new school lunch time (which the school let out before since it was a half day) had come and gone. This eventually led to crying less than 20 minutes later.
The kid is 11.
He seems to think I run by the schools schedule. He is sorely mistaken.
That. Will. Never. Happen.
We had a little fun touring the school. The brain had teeth and talked if you set off its motion detector. I bet Payton would love one of these shirts. She's such a science nerd.
But then it was time to go. They are such good girls. I'm so glad Payton has found such a great friend in Bailey. I wish we could package her up and take her with us.
Payton & Bailey: two wacky peas in a compltely deranged pod.



