Announcements

Scott sent an internal email with the staffing announcements for the next school year. And yes, I was on that list. It is now official, we pulled the plug, bandaid ripped … we are moving to Belgium! Holy crap. 

Today we are heading up to Lake Tahoe for a few days of snow skiing and fun with the Panziera family at the Dowse-Curtis cabin.  We made it to Sacramento and the boys were in quite a grumpy mood. Luke was expressing his regret for joining the school musical and that he didn’t “mean” to audition. 

Gabe looked over at me, and said, “I think this is a good time to tell them!” smirking. 

Well, since they were already in a bad mood and life sucks. Here it goes. 

Gabe: “Hey boys, Mom and I have decided that we are going to live in Belgium next year.”

We looked at one another with a smile. 

In Unison: “Nooooooooo.”

Luke: “Oh no. You can’t. 8th grade. I will miss all the 8th-grade perks. I am not going. I would rather live in a dumpster than go.”

Charlie: I have no idea what he was saying due to his hysterical crying. 

We let them stew on it for about an hour. Then the questions came pouring in. 

Luke: “Could I join a club soccer team?”

Charlie: “I am not going to school there. Mom can homeschool me.”

Luke: “Will we live near the Mignons?”

Charlie: “You can’t make me go to school there. I will stay and live with Nona.”

Luke: “We will miss playing on all the new stuff.” (referring to the new field at All Saints)

Charlie: “Can Seve come to visit?” 

Charlie: “What about Scout? Will he come with us?”

The cat is out of the bag. Now what?