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My poor Syd.   She is so out numbered.    
Not just in our family but also in the neighborhood.
Me and my friend took our kids + a few extra to the canyon yesterday.   Let the kids play in the creek, hunt for animals and bugs, climbed the side of mountains = dirty happy kids.
There were 11 kids.   1 girl.
She handles it well.   She's never been a girlie girl.  Doesn't like barbie's or any other "typical" girl stuff.  Has the drama queen part down though. :)
She'll pick up a spider and hold a snake.  but I think she needs a little more estrogen play time. 

 She has a sweet and sensitive side and was THRILLED when a butterfly landed first on her knee then nose (no picture) and then hand.       She announced today that she's going to write a chapter book and include the story of this butterfly in it. :)

I've been counting down the days to the start of school.    Sydney's definitely easier on the eyes than on me.    ha ha
We had heard at the end of school last year and over the summer that, "whatever you do, DON'T GET MS. WARNOCK"  
Guess who Sydney got.
The tennis game that has gone on in my head about whether to switch classes or leave her there has been exhausting.    Weighing the pros and cons.   Worrying if changing would be the bigger mistake.
I can't have her struggle another year.   I can't fight her to go to school every day for another year.   
UGH !
I've decided to leave her in her class and face whatever challenges we are faced with.    It will teach her and apparently remind me that we will have to work with lots of different kinds of people in our lives.   And sometimes we don't get to choose who they are.
I won't change her mid year.    I don't want to teach her that we can just "decide" that it's not working out and we can make a change.   I was the same way with gymnastics.   You made the commitment...you see it out until after the performance.     We'll just work through it.

Cross your fingers for a good year.