Lily woke up Monday morning absolutely giddy. She was dressed and ready to go nearly 40 minutes before the bus was due to arrive. And then the meltdowns started...her first day shoes didn't fit...she swore her feet grew an inch since we'd purchased the shoes a week ago...she wasn't going to know anyone at the new bus stop...her hair wasn't the way she wanted it...
And then there was Julia...too stubborn to eat breakfast...had to put her own underwear, romper, and shoes on...
And then there was Diesel...she just wanted to play ball....
And then there was me...ready to spike my coffee...threatening if they didn't get outside in the next 5 seconds for a picture I'd lose my mind...
And then there was that second we almost missed the bus but thank goodness it was 10 minutes late on the first day....
Welp. I'm glad this week is almost over. The anticipation of the first day is great - the jitters and the excitement - and then all hell breaks loose trying to get into our evening school year routine. Mike and I made the mistake of thinking we could take a quick boat ride last night and enjoy the fallish weather. Idiots.
This year we skipped the whole school supply shopping thing and bought into a fundraiser through our elementary. When we went to Lily's open house, a box containing all of her goodies was waiting for her on her desk. IT. WAS. AMAZING. I didn't spend what seemed like hours arguing with her about what was or wasn't on her list. Or reminding her she didn't need the furry pencil pouch or the glitter covered notebook. I got enough of that just trying to help her find a suitable backpack and first day outfit.
So here's to hoping for a great school year. Oh. And for things to slow down just a little.
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