: 1 :
Before you do any reading, you have to look at Sarah's First Day of School pictures of all the Family Farm kids (plus a picture of both me and Sarah). They are seriously fabulous. Go ahead and click over. I'll wait.
: 2 :We successfully made it through the first three days of school, although today's drop-off was definitely the hardest on Sydney. I've been walking her into her classroom, but today she cried and cried when I left. Her teacher and a classroom helper were next to her in a flash, so I felt okay about walking away, but I got a little teary eyed. Not because I was sad to drop her off, but because I was sad she was crying. I think next week we're going to try not walking her into her classroom, and just walk her into the school. It's good for her, but I know it's hard too.
: 3 :
After we dropped Syd off at the first day of school, Jules said, "I'm really going to miss Synny."
"Me too," I said.
"We'll never see her again," lamented Jules.
"We'll see her when she gets home from school," I told her.
"And then she leaves and we'll never see her again. I'm so sad."
Jules evidently got the whole Sydney going off to school/Aunt Andrea going off to school mixed up, and thought Sydney was gone forever. It was sweet and sad and touching all at the same time. Fortunately, we got it all figured out. Sydney does come home. Every day.
: 4 :
Getting up early to make sure Syd gets to school on time is tough work. We have to be out the door by 8 am. We are often not out of bed by 8 am because I've trained my children to be late sleepers like me. So far we're all a teeny tiny bit grouchy with the new schedule (I wake up at 6:45 and wake the girls up at 7:15), but I'm amazed at how much time is left in the day after we drop Sydney off. There's, like, a whole day to do stuff. Still. Regularly using an alarm clock for the first time in 7 years is tough.
: 5 :
Jason starts school next Wednesday, but this week and last week he's had some meeting/training/orientation stuff going on. For the first time in six years, I do not lament him going back to work. Work is good. Paychecks are good. Schedules where I know what kind of day we're going to have is good. Hallelujah for a job.
BTW, in case you didn't know, he's teaching an 8th grade Social Studies/Language Arts inclusion class (which means he has all the 8th graders who have IEPs). He'll do great at it, and I should publicly state (because I know Jason reads my blog) that he'll do just fine teaching Language Arts, no matter how, er, condescending my tone gets with him sometimes. (I believe in you, honey! Nevermind my condescension. I'm a crazy pregnant woman, remember?).
: 6 :
Bragging time: Sydney got rewarded for being such a good listener in class today.The teacher picked one boy and one girl who were paying attention the best, and tada! A blue lollypop was bestowed on my sweet Miss Manners. Also, her favorite subject is music. They had a little survey in class today to see if students enjoyed yesterday's PE class or Music class best. Sydney was one of TWO kids who picked music over PE. I smiled. Jason groaned.
: 7 :
She might be a good listener, but Sydney is not immune to peer pressure. After the first day of school, Sydney told me that all the other girls at her table had granola bars for their afternoon snack. EXCEPT HER. And so would I PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF MERCY pack a granola bar in her lunch. I did.
And the girl was happy.
: Extra non-school related item :
We all know what Cinderella sang: A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep. But let me tell you, if you're wishing for a baby to arrive, you won't be fast asleep for long. I had contractions last night every 4 minutes for 3 hours. Today, nothing much going on, but it's a good sign that I will not, in fact, be pregnant for much longer. Maybe, just maybe, this really will be Labor Day weekend.
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