Science Fair aka why I hate that my kids are getting older

I love the Kindergarten days. Days when your kid brings home unrecognizable artwork and cute made up stories in their illegible writing. No stress involved. I am NOT loving the monthly book reports, daily math homework that I cannot even figure out with a calculator, and projects that are accompanying this 5th grade year for Kensie.

Sure, I always make her do her own work, but I still stress about it for some reason. As soon as she is done with her book report for the month, I start thinking about the next one. Is she reading enough? Will she finish the book on time? Does she know what she's doing? It's hard for me to let go and turn over the responsibility and control. She always does great and is a fabulous student, so I don't know what I'm so stressed about!

The science fair was one of those things that I thought for sure I would be a nut case about, but I was surprisingly stress free about the whole thing. Kensie's teacher decided that they would assemble their boards in class (no gluing for me!), and Kensie was diligent about keeping up with her experiment for 2 weeks. All I had to do was help her type up what she had written in her notebook. She did a great job. She was a little bummed that she didn't win an award or move on, but you should have seen the experiments some of the other  parents students came up with!