First Day of School

Yesterday was the last day of summer, which means that today was the first day of school.  Well, for some anyway.  Andy and I started our dance of getting up at 6a, this year I moved it back to 6:10a, and him ignoring me while he eats breakfast and plays on his iPad and I make his lunch and do whatever else.  Last year I just played on my iPad too, this year I'm going to actually try to engage him in conversation and leave my iPad alone until he leaves for the bus.  Then I'll have about 15-30 minutes before the girls come down and my day really begins.

So Andy was off for school by 7a and then the girls needed to get haircuts and go to school for picture day and teacher evaluations.  I love that they do pictures when I am right there to "help" the photographer and they don't mess up their nice clothes on the playground.  So much easier.  Sarah met her new teacher (she is only 24, I could totally be her mom) who is super nice and helped take care of her first day worries and Amanda is back to not being so sure about Kindergarten.  I can't hold her back another year (or can I - but I won't) so she's just going to have to figure it out.

I think Andy had a little rougher day than he expected.  He's not in the same math class with the two guys he drove over with last year and "it's hard to make friends".  Yes, buddy, that's the story of our last three years here.  But he is going to do fine, just a long, tiring day.

I am mandated by life to take a going back to school picture, so here it is.  April from New Jersey asked if he actually went to school with his hair like that and maybe was still working on it, but what you see is what you get.  Keep in mind, he's only 12 and he's not quite that worried about his looks just yet.  He basically told me that you can go to school with just showered wet hair and nobody cares, but you can't go to school with bed head.  As far as he sees it those are the two choices.  Man, if everybody viewed the world the same way he does life would be so much simpler.