School doesn't even start until Thursday, and already I'm disappointed in my kids' school this year.Today was the meet and greet, where we got to tour the kids' school and meet their teachers. The Ginger is going into 2nd grade, The Girl into 5th (though we got asked today if The Girl was attending the local middle school... She needs to stop growing... Seriously). The school we chose is on the military base, since we've applied for base housing and are on the waiting list. Makes my life a heck of a lot harder for the next 2 months driving the kids back and forth to the base, which is about 20 minutes away, but will make things a heck of a lot easier in the long run once we get base housing.The kids' teachers seem great, especially The Girl's teacher. The kids' new school seems to have it together; they teach life skills as well as basic education, and I really liked this. Life skills- you know, respect for others, responsibility, motivation... things kids need.Things were going really well until I asked The Girl's teacher if she'd be teaching all of the subjects, or if The Girl would be switching teachers for math or science (common practice in the Virginia school system we just came from). No, all subjects were taught by one teacher, except for a supplemental math program done in the mornings once a week, and PE. Then she throws in that they were lucky to have been able to keep the PE teacher on this year, with all of the budget cuts.My brain started working overtime, processing through the information that the teacher wasn't

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