Quickly, because I am exhausted.

1. I never sleep well the night before the first day of school -- I didn't as a student, and I don't as a parent. I'm not nervous; I have no concerns, no negative feelings at all; I simply feel restless. And so I rest less. Ha. Yeah, I'm tired. I fell asleep last night around 3am and got up at 6:30. I hate mornings.

2. Morning drop off was a complete nightmare! I had to take all four kids with me because DH hadn't come home from his night shift yet. We dropped Uno off first at the intermediate school. I parked two blocks away and had to speed walk with a baby on my hip and a dawdly 3yo trailing behind. When we got to the school I tried walking Uno to her class room, but a random teacher stopped me; apparently the new 3rd graders had to go to an assembly in the cafeteria first. So I didn't get to see her room, but whatever. Dos, Tres, Cuatro and I speed walked back out and down two blocks, waited for a break in traffic so I could turn left, and made it to the primary school just in time -- though of course with nowhere to park. Grrr. It's a miracle Dos wasn't late. I imagine they weren't terribly strict about punctuality today, but still. UGH.

I'm hoping the rest of the year will be easier -- today was unusual in that I had to park and go in with them. Most days I'll slow the car just enough for them to jump out, LOL.

3. Tres and I had our first day of home preschool today. All we did was talk about how we wanted the year to go: We made a list of rules -- things like raise your hand before asking a question, be kind and (at Tres's insistence) have recess. We made a schedule, deciding that we would meet twice a week, on Tuesday and Thursday mornings, for an hour and a half. And then we brainstormed subjects Tres wants to learn about! The first thing? Pinecones. "Okay," I said, "let's write that down as Nature." She shook her head. "No, pinecones." So I guess I need to brush up on conifers! ;-)

I'm excited. I think we'll both have fun with this, and I think we will really benefit from more structured days.

4. Uno was waiting with her best friend when we picked her up after school. I asked O which teacher she had (they aren't in the same class this year, boo). "Mrs. XYZ," she said. "She's old." For some reason, that cracked me up.

5. How in the world are we half way through August already? That makes no sense.


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~RCH~