




I never realized how emotional I would be when my boys started spending most of their days away from me. I have been torn between being so happy and excited for them to be in first grade--I remember clearly a lot of things that happened to me when I was in first grade--and being sad that the first six years of their lives went so quickly. I can't even fathom how quickly the next six will go. Despite my feelings, today was a milestone.
The boys popped out of bed and hurriedly dressed themselves in the outfits they picked out last night. They decided that if they slept in just underwear, they would be able to get dressed in no time. It worked! The morning routine went smoothly even though I got teary while making their first lunches to eat in the lunch room.
We took them to school, everyone dressed and pictures taken by 9. Lucy couldn't forget her backpack! We walked them into their classroom, helped them unload their pencil boxes and teacher supplies, and introduced them to the two other boys sitting across from them. I got teary again as I kissed them and told them to have a great day! The smiles on their faces were priceless and seeing them helped my heart.
As I went through my day I couldn't help but think of them. When would they have recess? When would they eat lunch? Would they find the love notes I tucked in between their sandwiches and their chips? Would they make friends? Would they do well on their work?
I spent the day making cupcakes and entertaining Lucy. I planned with some neighbors to have a first day of school celebration. We set a table up by the bus stop and loaded it with all kinds of treats.
Jerianne had decorated with balloons anchored by picture books and accented with apples. It was so festive! The kids' faces lit up when they got off and saw all the food. They each picked a treat or three and headed home. It was definitely a tradition I want to continue each year.
I didn't get much out of the boys until dinner. They were too busy playing outside with friends. They told me later that they had a fun day, had two recesses, asked the teacher when they got to go home, and took a nap on their desk. We're still working on enforcing an earlier bed time. The nap, they told me, was after they finished their papers and were waiting for the rest of the class to finish too. Knowing them, I'm sure it wasn't much of a nap.
Tomorrow...day 2, and my 8
th anniversary!