Lucy, First Day of First Grade
Seth, First Day of Third Grade
The whole gang of rascals.
Avery will be my mini buddy this school year. I'm thrilled about that. She's great company. Hazel asks me all day long if today is her first day of school--every day. No, she doesn't start preschool until after Labor Day. We all wish it were sooner. She has enough enthusiasm for the whole block.
Our First Day was a circus getting these two to class. I parked illegally in a handicap spot because there was no where else to park (what does it take to get one of those tags anyway?). And we are seriously handicapped. Not just because Lucy was rolled into first grade in a wheelchair. But we also forgot Avery's shoes which meant I had to carry her. We were handicapped because I overstuffed their backpacks with composition books and Clorox Wipes because that meant less for me to carry, so Seth could barely walk but he carried Lucy's crutches in anyway. Hazel was a star and agreed to shoulder Lucy's backpack but it tipped her over literally twice in the hallway almost knocking over another student. We made it though. I tore myself away from Lucy's worried eyes and Avery announced,
"Now there's only THREE kids!"
As we made our way to Seth's class he made sure I had included his planner and his lunch in his backpack. Yes, I did. He is old hat at this and I'm glad for that. We left him at his seat content to be back to the structure of school.
"Now there's only TWO kids!", interjects Avery.
Yes, and with those two we headed home and listened to Hazel moan about wanting to start school NOW until 3:00 when it was time to pick them up.
They were all smiles and good reports.
Man, I needed that: a First Day of School without a hitch! (well, mostly)