Starting School

We're gearing up for school. Actually, I'm gearing up for school and you three are all going about your daily business.  Is it so wrong for me to be thrilled that you big girls will be spending your days in a safe environment, learning new things with new friends? That I get to finally see that excitement in your eyes when I come to pick you up at the end of the day and you're happy to see me rather than the "oh. It's you again." that I seem to be getting lately?   Of course, the fact that you will be in school three days a week, with a full seven and  a half hours for Jordan and I run amuck by ourselves holds its own appeal. 

Your dad has applied for a new job overseas.  I was excited at first, the whole "off-on-a-new-adventure" excitement, but the day to day realities are encroaching as I research the area and look up some of the blogs that I am finding in the region.  I know that Grace will be attending Kindergarten and first grade there and Eleanor and Jordan will be in Preschool and possibly in the Kindergarten.  Todd assures me that the schools are first rate, but there will be no bus for Kindergartners without a big-kid full time escort and a really, really close look at the security of all the schools.   I know, I know, I know that I'm just being paranoid, but I am trying to look at this from all the angles. 

The job is not a sure thing. And even after it becomes his next billet, that is subject to change if he gets promoted to Colonel next year.  I love the idea of knowing where we'll be going in Summer 2011, but I know that your father takes a LOT of pride in what he does and the level of excellency and proficiency with which the job is done.  Not being promoting would bruise the pride a bit.  So do I hope he gets promoted and we try a different new adventure or hope for the sure thing?