Change is Good

So apparently, change is good!  I mean like, really good.  So good, in fact, that I am beginning to worry that I have somehow gotten off the Crazy Train and entered another, parallel universe, where my children are incredibly agreeable, and the happytime-to-meltdown ratio is much, much more favorable than I am accustomed to.  I keep waiting for the proverbial crap to hit the proverbial spinning blade, but so far no dice!  I am really digging living in this Twilight Zone!

Part of me is not 100% convinced that this fan we speak of isn't just pointed in someone else's direction during the school day, and that I am just happily outside the splatter zone.  I'm wondering, if that is the case, do I even care that my Utopian illusion is just an illusion?!

Well...

Ab-so-lute-ly not, folks!  Not even the teensiest bit.  And ya wanna know why?  Because even if there is some crazy stuff going down at school (and I'm pretty sure there isn't), like meltdowns, or dramatic diatribes about not being understood by "regular kids", Princess and Birdie are still adjusting more quickly to school this year than ever before.  I am feeling less schoolday backlash at home, and it's FREAKIN' AWESOME!  Holy crow!  It is dancing naked, shouting from the rooftops, party-worthy awesomeness.  This is the first back to school EVER that it hasn't encouraged me to look into a happy pill prescription.  It's THAT good, y'all.  Blue ribbon good.

Yes, there is still the occasional "issue" around here, but the emphasis is on occasional.  We are having only slightly more behavioral stuff than is normal for us, which is quite the improvement.  The last three times we have started a new school year, the Crazy Train has been derailed for a very painful few weeks.  We, by which I mean me and my girls' teachers, got daily-- sometimes hourly-- doses of crazy at school and at home for the entire month of September.  Usually, Princess would start the school year off with a very noisy display of her impressive lung capacity, and often follow that performance with some sort of physical encounter, such as shoving or biting a classmate.  Birdie would usually just come home crying every day in September.  That's how everyone starts the school year, right?  But not this year!  This year seems to have started in mid-November for the girls, when routines are more familiar and teachers are no longer strangers.  Mama couldn't be happier.

I am also happy to report that all my worry about my new job was for naught, too!  Thank goodness!  I was so worried that I wouldn't hit it off with the little boy I am assigned to assist, but we hit it off marvelously!  He is a funny, silly, enthusiastic, adorable little boy that is quick to laugh, and also quick to tell me he wants to do everything himself.  He is the highlight of my workday.  I get the impression he tolerates me fairly well also, so the hard part of my job is already over.  Whew!

So in short, change has been a good thing lately.  Who'd've thunk it?  I would love to think that the credit for all this positivity is due to my hard work and planning and Back to School Bootcamp.  I would also love to think that my girls are growing more adaptable as they get older.  I suspect a lot of this good fortunate and ease of transition is a result of familiarity for Princess and Birdie, though.  Each year they know more students in their classes on the first day, more staff members at the school, and more about where things are located in the school building.  Whatever it is, it's a magic combination, and I am so proud of how well my girls are adjusting this year!

Should I knock on wood after saying that?!