First Day of School

After being home schooled for the last 4 years, our family made the decision unanimously that this year the kids would go back to public school. K flew out at 6am to Houston for a couple of days and so I was left to face this big event on my own. I think I handled things pretty well. The older kids left for the bus at 6:50. And I...went back to bed. (Breakfast is free so I didn't even have to worry about that. Z thought it was great that he was able to have fruit loops with chocolate milk instead of white milk. Breakfast doesn't get much better than that.) I tried to tell the kids that most Mom's take their kids to school on the first day. They couldn't wait to ride the bus. I told them that it was too far to walk with all those heavy school supplies in their backpacks. (The bus stop for our subdivision is a half mile away!) They said they could handle it. I told them that they might get lost trying to find their classrooms. After all, it is a new school to all of them. J said that if it would make me feel better that I could go to the school later and check on them but that I needed to not bother them because they would be very busy learning new things. (Even little A rode the kindergarten bus all alone and she really was the only kid on the bus because obviously mom's really do take their kids to school on the first day.) After they had left for the bus I discovered that J had forgotten his Kleenex's on the table so I decided to drive over to the bus stop because it was very important not to forget your Kleenex's on the first day of school. Can you believe that he was so embarrassed. I told him that if he wanted to see embarrassed I'd just make him kiss me good bye in front of all those friends. He suddenly saw things my way but I guess mom's aren't supposed to go to the bus stop either. I told the principal about our situation when I registered them last week and I warned that there may be some attachment issues that would have to be addressed. I explained that if she received complaints of some crazy lady sitting outside in the parking lot crying, not to call the police, just tell me and I'll go home. Wow, writing this out, I'm seeing myself as being a little bit scary. No wonders my children are anxious to go to school. I think that maybe I need to get a hobby. Here's some cute pictures from this morning.S-2nd grade

J-4th grade

A-Kindergarten

K and H-home schooled

At this point, you may be wondering why there is not a picture of Z. Well, I thought that I would break things up a little and post a second day of school picture for him. Okay, actually...as I was getting the pictures for this blog, I discovered that, apparently, I forgot to take a picture of him. I'm not quite sure how that happened. Now I'm wondering what else I may have totally not done today. (K, no worries. I just checked and there are 6 kids in their beds asleep, all the doors are all locked and the garage is shut. Who left me in charge anyways?)