A few weeks ago I took Ryan to Freshman night at the high school. The gym was full of kids. They showed a slideshow of what Bradshaw had to offer. Then we listened to the principal and were released to tour the campus. We visited a cafeteria where they had all there clubs available. We also went to a few rooms where we got to meet some of the teachers there.
Ryan is not thrilled to go but Marcus will be there for 2 years with him and then Michael will be there for the other 2 years. He's a very smart boy and will be in some honor classes. Those classes seem to be smaller with more serious kids. I'm sure he will find his place.
Each one of my boys are different. Their personalities and what they like to do. Ryan is not a sporty kid. But he does enjoy other things. I'm sure he will do just fine. I just can't get over the fact that he will be in high school next year.
I still remember Dave and I talking about him being our last. When we brought him home I sat on the couch crying. Dave look at me and said "You want another one don't you." I just nodded yes. He said "Okay, one more and that's it." I just smiled and said ok.