YAY! for Shy

Bear with me, but, yeah, Hugh and I are pretty damn proud of our girl  She’s had a wonderful year in school.  Last night, we attended her end of school year recital and she was awarded her third Academic Excellence Award!  Her report card was excellent, only 3 “B”s, the rest being “A”s.  A bit of the credit goes to her wonderful teacher, Miss C.  She has done a wonderful job of expanding the curriculum for the kids and knowing how hard to push each individual.  We also found out last night that Miss C will be teaching Shy again next year for grade 6!!!

She has also done really well in Karate, her sensi is chuffed at how she’s progressed the past couple of months.  This Sunday she will go to her final grading of the year, to go for her purple belt.  And her sensi has promoted her to the Black Belt Club, which is basically the start of more intense training to prepare the students for the advanced belts.

Shy has also hit puberty, and for the most part is handling it pretty gracefully.  Hugh isn’t…

*one day, while working at the lab, Hugh calls me*

Hugh:  Uh, Shy’s started her “thingy” again.

Me:  Ok, and…?

Hugh:  She didn’t realize and now her shorts and undies are stained, I need to wash them.  What do I do?

Me:  *after laughing*  Just spray the area and soak the clothes.

Hugh:  Spray with bleach?

Me:  NO!  Use the stain remover.  And I’ll finish it up when I get home.

Hugh:  *sighs*  Ok…

Me:  Are you ok?

Hugh:  *sighs*  Yeah, I’m ok.

Me:  Uh, how’s Shy?

Hugh:  Fine, she’s busy playing a computer game.

*Shy to Hugh after he gives her a big bear hug*

“Dad!  Stop squishing my girly chest bits!”

Shy was in her room one morning and yells out that she’s started her “thingy” again and should she use a certain pad.  Hugh and I are in the kitchen…

Me:  uh, yeah

Hugh:  *sticks his fingers in his ears, starts singing*

Shy:  Oh, dad, stop being so immature.

Hugh:  No.  *continues with the singing*

Shy:  Well, this will be happening for the rest of my life, you just need to stop being so ignorant.

Hugh:  Ignorance is bliss.