One of the hardest parts of being a teacher, is not being able to bring your own kids to their first day of a new school year. I’m sure as they get older, they won’t want me around anyway, but until then, I’m going to pretend (or assume), that they want me there. Lucky for me, Clive was coming off nights this morning so he was able to take them, but as a mom, I feel I miss out. Clive isn’t one to ask the new teacher for a picture, or to ask a bunch of questions, not that I have questions … I just wish that once I’d be able to be there.
I thought getting to school this morning would be a bit of a gong show, but things went very smoothly. However, when the alarm went off at 6:00am, it felt like we just went to sleep. Cara’s excitement kept her up later than normal last night, which is typical. To my surprise we were out the door by 7:15am and off to my school. When Clive is working nights, I often feel like a single parent. Teeth – check; Hair – check; Breakfast – check; Lunches – check; Back Pack – check; Only to get to the truck and question if I unplugged my straightener. Like many parents, my to-do list lately seems never ending. At 8:00am, Clive met the kids at my school and drove them to their first day. He was happy to report that he ‘beat the rush’ when dropping the kids off as the parking at their school is less than desirable, and that both of the kids’ teachers seemed energetic and nice.
At the end of the day, I’m happy to report that both Cara and JT had a successful first day of school. Cara was excited to be able to sit on the bleachers during the assembly (only the oldest kids get that opportunity) and JT was happy to reconnect with some of his friends from last year.
First day back to school and it looks like someone missed us today! Sorry, Joey, we only have 183 days of learning to go until summer vacation!