First Day of School 2013

It's here again... the first day of school madness.  Am I happy?  Am I sad?  Am I ready?  Oh yeah, are they happy/sad/ready?  I always think I'll know how we'll do.  Then the middle of August sneaks up on us, and suddenly we're pulling back into the crazy station.  In so many ways, this day surprises us all.  And, in others it feels like we just did all of this yesterday.

 The notes were written.

The lunches packed.

Backpacks loaded.

Look out 7th grade.



 

 Ready to take on 4th grade.

 All ready to show 1st grade how it's done.

I woke up at 1:45 this morning.  Eva got her stress sores in her mouth.  Maya got up at 2 am and struggled falling back to sleep.  Sofia slept too late to get in her morning shower.  So, yeah, this morning wasn't exactly the ideal conditions to start the school year off right.  But we persevered.  We sat in the drop off line at the middle school for a stupid amount of time, as usual.  And, Sofia hopped right out ready to go.  As soon as we got out at the elementary school, however, my little go-getter turned into a no-thanks-let's-go-back-home-r.  I had hoped this year would be the year she didn't cling to me, but she was very hesitant again.  So, I stayed to get her settled before wandering down to check on Eva.  Of course, she was busy at her desk; so, a quick wave was all she needed from me.

Then, I was free.  I saw a friend on the way out of the school building who asked "What are you going to do today?" wink wink.  "Wouldn't you like to know?"  wink wink

Know what I did?

I stalked recess.  Yep.  I stood outside the fence and waited for my baby to come out to play.  She was still struggling and came right over to hold my hand through the barrier and beg me to take her home.  She broke my heart with her big tears.  I did the brave mama dance, though.  ok... I bribed her a little.  I promised her a prize if she went and played with her friends.  Hey...I know her currency.

And, now I sit in a quiet house again.  I have orders to fill and I should be working on those.  I'll turn on the music and get to the job at hand in a minute.  After I finish staring at the pictures of the faces I've been waiting all summer to send back to school.  I miss them already and can't wait to pick them back up in a couple of hours.  Then... about six minutes later if history is any indication.... I'll be ready to take them back to school.