Monday, January 31, 2011

Harmon picks a hat

We are big college football fans, and an interest in recruiting comes standard with your place in that fandom. While we were enjoying the 2010 season (well, as much as we could when you are part of a delusional fanbase intent on committing professional homicide on the coach), we were also making our final decision on where Harmon should attend Kindergarten next year (and grades 1-8, too).

Seems like a simple decision, right? Well, anyone who knows us well is aware that we are just a wee bit deliberate in our decision-making. But, just like the recruiting cycle through which top-flight high school football players select the best place to continue their athletic careers, finding the right school involves doing a lot of homework (declaring a top three), attening open houses (taking official visits), meeting with teachers and other school personnel (meeting coaches), and then finally choosing the right school (signing a Letter of Intent).

Today, we finally made that decision, and Harmon is all set for the fall. We knew we were making the right decision when we kept driving by the school and church on our way to work/preschool, and he would say, "That is where I am going to school next year."

Harmon is a November birthday, and he turned 5 during the current school year. We struggled briefly with the notion of sending him this year, but, while we are convinced he would do well (he is a fantastic reader and loves to learn), we also thought another year split between home and preschool would benefit him emotionally. It has, and he not only is ready to go next year, he is excited for it now, and we are, too.

So, with the decision now made, Harmon can enjoy his final few months in preschool (his senior year, so to speak), before taking the next step to big-boy status (joining his school's incoming recrutiing class) in the fall. It is possible that the school could change its mind after asking him to attend (making him an offer), but we aren't too concerned. This isn't Alabama, after all.