Back to Being Schooled

Labor Day last hurrahs at East Canyon.

Since the whole "Back to School" mind-shift began a few weeks ago, I've witnessed a transformation that usually happens with my kids when shaking off the lethargy of summer. Some of their familiar school-year characteristics are back, along with a few new epiphanies. If I could put words in my kids' mouths, the following would be what their actions have been teaching me lately:

Wesley: When you realize what you want from your future, buck up and do what you have to do to get it.

Abby: Leave your imagination on auto-pilot so the creative juices can keep-a-flowin', and write everything down. Accessorize.

Andrew: Incorporating some magic into your life makes everything more exciting. Hurry up and get your "have tos" done so you can get back to the magic.
 
Ian: Shake your bootie and don't stress. Everything will work out. (This is not new. It is probably Ian's life theme.)

Bobby: Celebrate every triumph. Do the potty dance.

I've been a little consumed by the hustle and bustle lately, and amazingly, haven't felt the need for pontification. I'm finding observation to be more fulfilling at the moment. I think my own rhythm has changed with the new school year, too. Doing things a little... differently.

I had popcorn for breakfast this morning. It is a grain.