Big T seems to be thriving in middle school. I was terribly afraid of how things would go and I guess afraid for nothing. He has one boy, a seventh grader, that he played baseball with that insists on trying to be mean to him. So far Big T is taking it in stride.
We went to the first middle school football game this week and I decided I would go later and give him some independent time with his friends. When I got there I did not see him so I sat in the bleachers. In a little bit here he comes with a crowd of boys and girls. He looked so happy.
Dad picked him up and I waited for Sprat to finish up with his practice. When we all got back home, dear hubby told me that BigT had a few female admirers. Two little girls had bought him pudding cups at lunch. He said don't tell mom, she will freak out.
I am not freaking out yet. Buying pudding cups at lunch is sweet. I hope their moms don't get upset that they are spending their lunch money on some, in my dad's words, hairy legged boy. I am biased terribly but, my boys are very good looking. They take after their daddy. Stay tuned for the sixth grade updates.
