First Day of School

Well, it's the first day of school for 2 of the 3 school kids. The 3rd one has to wait until the 13th. Sigh.

I'd love to give you one of those first day of school melancholy mommy type stories this morning, but then you'd know someone else was blogging in my place this morning.

It's been one long fun non-stop frenetic summer. We've been loving it, living on the run this year. I sincerely feel like we did it all and in a good way. Most of the summer was a treat, but baby, let me tell you, it's time. It's time for the ever lovin' thing to come to a halt.

I'd like to just plain sit down and have a cup of coffee and a complete thought. Maybe read a sentence from start to period.

Yeah. I know. Got some big goals around here.

It's just that I hit a time when I think how deliciously peaceful it would be to do even the most mind numbing chore in peace and quiet.

Really. I do.

I'm also going to confess, I'm just not one of those kind of mama's.

I didn't do anything for the last day of summer. Not. A. Thing. Matter of fact, we spent about half of the ding-dang thing on appointments and errands.

There was no fun or fancy last day of summer dinner or bed time or dessert.

There were no special first day of school brand new outfits for today. They have new clothes, indeed, I shopped that hell with 3 kids picking their own outfits and shoes, yes, I did. Their new clothes just aren't the sort you wear on sauna type day.

There were no first day of school photo shoots. No special breakfast. No mommy note snuck into the backpacks. No special lunch packed from home, no, not my kids. They're looking for some hot lunch. And hate to say it, there is no special first day of school dinner or dessert or bed time for tonight either.

Nope. By the time we wade through all the notes home, forms, non-stop chatter of who is in who's class, how hard teacher so-and-so is and run all over town for football practice and youth group, we're going to be lucky to have eaten a meal and brushed our teeth before bed time.

I do have my little moments of jitter as I wonder how the day is going for my very quirky Little Mr. having his first day over at the big, bad middle school, but on the other hand, gosh darn, he's a whole lot more independent and capable than I give him credit for or than he behaves at home. Sigh. I wonder if Littlest Mr. is going to be starving by the time he gets home, 'cause after all, you know, healthy snacks just aren't cool. I'm betting tomorrow, those healthy snacks will be looking real good. He's a hungry boy.

Thing is, though, that's about as far as it goes with me. Little One is set to go on a visit today, and all I'm thinking about is hitting Sam's and the grocery with only one child.