A new chapter

So the Isaac starts kindergarten in the fall, and there was a microscopic amount of doubt as to where he might be going. We applied to the K-8 charter school here in town, a stellar school on all accounts, probably one of the best public schools in the state. However, their enrollment is limited to 80 kindergarteners. They have a lottery to pick who fills the spots. Well, who fills the spots after the class is populated with siblings of already-enrolled kids and teachers' kids. That left a whopping 23 spots available to the general public. This lottery, you may guess, has a reputation that goes something along the lines of "snowball's chance". But hey, somebody has to get in, right?

The lottery was held today, and I went. My man Ike was approximately the 300th name drawn out of their tumbling cylinder of index cards, making him 277th on the waiting list. Oh well. We'll try again next year, for first grade. Kindergarten at his assigned public school (which is a good one) will be great anyway. It has two major pluses the charter school did not -- 1) it's half-day (the charter school only does full-day kindergarten), which I think appeals to Isaac's personality right now; and 2) it's a block from my house. So, now we know. I like knowing.