In keeping with our tradition we had our annual 1st day eve dinner last night. & as always we had spaghetti, meat balls, & even that messy red sauce. The children were given their challenges for the year. Each year they are given a challenge. Something to strive for in the academic year.
After dinner & lots of napkins we had a treat & talked about school to prepare the big boys. the 4 took extra long & bubbly baths & showers to scrub off every last bit of summer. For one reason or another family song, scripture & prayer was a monumental FLOP last night. 2 crying, 1 doing somersaults, the other covering his ears from all the noise & Rod & I turning red in the face. Not sure what was going on for the 4...but we did a fast forward version of our usual nighttime routine & put Presley to bed. Finally the home seamed calm enough for Rod to steal away the boys one at a time for a father's blessing. (a fathers blessing is THIS. ) Tre beamed. The boys were put to bed with strict instruction that Britton needed to go to sleep quickly because of school the following morning. But, after 2 hours of silliness they were still being goobers. I packed lunches, filled out a gazillion forms, stuffed teacher's 1st day gifts, made 1st day of school cards, & crashed.
& the big day.
T woke up at 5:30. By 6: his bed was made his big bowl of oatmeal gone & his new school clothes/shoes on. He was ready to go.
Britt required a back rub, some tickles & the reminder that we were having homemade oatmeal for breakfast to get him out of his comfy spot in bed. One he had eaten he was quick to dress. He & Tre discussed all the big things that were about to happen!
although still pitch black outside it was time to strap on backpacks & fill up the car. We succeeded in finding a parking spot..which may not seem like a big deal, but believe me, it was! Tre gave me a kiss (after I told him he could not go to his classroom alone if he didn't.) & hurried off like a big boy. The
little ones & I waited with Britt. He went from excited to nervous. When parents were asked to give kisses and say goodbye, I watched as Britt's little friend & neighbor E. made sure Britton was okay. She made sure he got in line & off they all marched to their first day of school.
& now there are 2.
7 hours seems like a mighty long time for the big boys to be gone.
2 comments:
Such a big day!! Good luck with the two! And if your day is anything like mine, the 7 hours will FLY by as the weeks go on.
You have so much energy! Thank you for letting me peek into your little Texan reality and oooh and awe. I love your taste in Everything! Good Job mama.
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