Off to School

Only two weeks into it and they seem to have it down pretty well. I cried like a baby the night before...I hardly even slept. But I kept it together for them when they got on the bus. As they were driving off I confess, I started imagining them inside that big bus, off to an unfamiliar place and got all choked up again. I told Barrett I'm not sure what makes it more difficult: thinking of them at school and me at home when they need me, or thinking of them at school and me at home and them not needing me. I don't care for either scenario.

I had an idea I wanted to try. Here's my mediocre attempt. Watch for Kate's expression off the bus. What you won't see are the pictures of me tapping on the bus door after Kate gets off and before the bus driver starts driving away. He stops, opens the door and I ask very sheepishly if he by chance has my other child on the bus. Thankfully, he does. I found out Anna was sitting dutifully in her seat waiting for him to call the first graders like they did in the morning when he dropped them off at school. I told her she was a good girl, but asked her to please not scare her mama like that anymore. :o)

We Have Exciting News

At least, Anna does.

A few weeks ago Anna told me, like she often does, that she had a loose tooth. Obligingly I asked her to show me. And I couldn't believe it was really loose! I had to pretend I was excited because I was, in fact, kind of sad. My little girl is no longer little.

She and Kate went right to work. I wasn't sure exactly what sorts of things were going on behind their closed bedroom door until Kate came into the kitchen and asked me if I had any food they could use for their fairy trap. They wanted to catch her (what they didn't know was that "she" was actually a "he"). They'd actually made a little house with pictures in it and a bed and blanket and everything. They wanted her to want to live with us. It was awesome.