We’re approaching the end of the school year, and as summer draws near, we’re faced with the usual array of events, commitments, and stressors: open houses, band concerts, field days, and, looming largest of all for the older kids, final exams. The next week looks to be very busy for Julia and Joe, with one or two finals each day through Thursday, including Monday, which happens to be Joe’s birthday.

Julia, at least, is already in a finals frame of mind, having stayed up past 11:30 at least three times last week in an effort to wrap up projects and stay on top of things going into finals week. Miraculously, she made it through the week without killing us (and vice-versa) and proceeded to sleep until noon on Saturday. Our goal for the weekend is to pay back that sleep debt and go into finals on steadier ground.

Joe has it a little easier this year, if only because his schedule is a little less intense. That’s probably just as well, because he’s started taking online math classes with the goal of skipping ahead so that he’ll be a little more challenged next year. Currently, he’s in Math 7, which is on the normal track for seventh graders at UPA. The normal progression would be to take Math 8 next year, and then either Integrated Math (IM) 1 or 2 as a freshman, depending on how well he does—Julia is in IM 2.

Joe is working through the IM 1 curriculum via an online class offered by BYU. If he can finish it by the end of the summer, he’ll be able to start out eighth grade in IM 2. One challenge he’s facing, however, is that he got a bit of a late start due to circumstances outside his (and our) control. As a result, he’ll most likely have to start the second semester curriculum before he’s finished the first semester, and for some amount of time over the next couple months, he’ll be working on both at once. He and Julie are working very hard now to get a bit ahead of the game so that the overlap can be as limited as possible, but there’s a fair bit of ground to cover.

William, of course, has no such concerns. His biggest question over the last few weeks was whether he would be graduating to kindergarten immediately after his TK class finished working through the alphabet at a rate of one letter per week. As much as he loves his current class—and Ms. Pak has been fantastic—I think he was a little disappointed to learn that he’ll have to wait until August to move up.

Last Friday was field day for William’s class, in which the kids spend most of the day outside playing games and participating in other activities, such as cornhole, bean bag toss, and lawn darts (disappointingly, they didn’t look anything like the deadly instruments I remember from my youth). Julie, as one of the room parents responsible for organizing the activities, was a little concerned that they might not have enough volunteers to man each of the stations, so I stuck around after dropping William off in class to help set things up.

As the kids were arriving, it became clear that there were more than enough parents to keep things running, so Julie released me to head into work. It’s rare for me to see William during the school day, so before I left, I made my way over to the lawn dart station where he was waiting in line to give him a hug. Normally, he’s a very enthusiastic and affectionate (and enthusiastically affectionate) guy, so I was surprised when he pulled away from me, muttering something indistinct. I couldn’t make out what he had said—he can be a little tough to understand under the best of circumstances, let alone when he’s surrounded by a couple dozen other kids energetically throwing things around the schoolyard, so I approached him again to say goodbye and to tell him that I loved him. Once again, he shied away from me as I approached and did his best to act as though I wasn’t there, so I was left to make my way back to my car wondering what I’d done to offend my five year old.

It wasn’t until I arrived home in the evening—greeted, as has often been the case the last few weeks, by William running to meet me at the door shouting, “DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!”—that we figured out what had happened. It turns out that Ms. Pak had been very clear in letting the kids know before they headed out to the yard that the parents were there to work and to help all the students; as such, they would not have time to give their own kids the kind of attention and affection to which they might be accustomed. With that in mind, Ms. Pak warned, if a student ran off to his or her parent, distracting them or preventing them from giving their full attention to the other kids, the errant child would be asked to sit out the activities.

So, William was concerned, not altogether incorrectly, that I was potentially jeopardizing his participation in the fun and games. Luckily for me, all was forgiven by evening.

Although we don’t have a full set of photos to share at this time, we recently received William’s spring portrait, which you can admire below. He picked out his outfit on the day pictures were taken, and when the photos arrived in electronic form, he selected the backdrop from among the options provided by the photographer.

If you’d like a higher quality version of the portrait or a copy of his class picture, they’re both posted in William’s school picture gallery.

Gallery: William’s Class Pictures