ahhhhh…. school, glorious school

BLOGangel The dogs seemed uncharacteristically happy when I came home from dropping the kids off to school this morning.  Lola hopped around wagging her tail and spinning in the only way a barrel tummied, bow-legged, bearded terrier can.  She’d already been fed, watered and let loose in the backyard.  I could only surmise that she knew what day it was.  The start of 7 hours a day, five days a week where the only noises are Sam (my corgi mix) snoring and me punching the keyboard (or doing a little snoring myself–wait, I don’t snore).  So I danced with her for a moment, letting her get her wiggles out and exclaiming that yes, I do know that the kids aren’t here.

This is the first year my daughter actually cared what her hair looked like, “Mommy, can you make my hair so the ends point out like this?” and she swooped her hands away from her head indicating a flip hairdo.  “Yes, sweetie I sure can!”  A good hair drying with a round brush, hairspraying and curling the ends later my daughter looked in the mirror and smiled a giddy smile, “It’s perfect!”

My middle child searched, yes, searched and FOUND(!!!) a belt, which I know within two weeks will be shunned for another five minutes of morning TV.  No messing with hair here, the lady at the hair-cutters unceremoniously shaved it all off a week ago (I could’ve done that for free!)  He checked and rechecked to make sure he had everything he needed.

My oldest was definitely cool about the whole first-day thing.  But I could tell he was ready to go back because he was dressed and had eaten before I even woke up this morning.

When I picked them up after school they talked over each other, mentioning old friends, favorite teachers and some not so favorite ones.  My middle child told me that he will know when his math teacher is having a bad day because he will continually brew and consume coffee during class if this is the case.  The less coffee, the happier the teacher.  We laughed.

I took them to the store to get stuff to make cookies.  We came home and my baby helped me make the dough.  I let them eat more cookies in a row than I think I ever have.  It was that kind of day.

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4 Responses to “ahhhhh…. school, glorious school”

  1. Coy A. Lothrop Says:

    It’s good to see that the celebratory snack night is a more common occurrence than I thought. Our first day back ended with a large batch of brownies. :)

    On another note, I totally envy you now. No kids. Time to write. I teach on top of my full-time job, so writing is totally backburner for me – at least for a season. :(

    Enjoy your time, Jen!

    ~Coy

  2. Jen Says:

    mmmmm…..brownies! :)

    I bet someday you’ll get to write as much as you want, it’s just so hard to wait though!

    Thanks for reading my site! It makes my day when someone actually reads it! :)

  3. Allison Says:

    Funny! I love reading your blogs!!!! I long for the day when my last one reaches kindergarten…I’ll probably cry my behind off, but I’ll get over it as soon as I step through the door to a quiet house. Awww! I can just see it now!

  4. Jen Says:

    Thanks for reading!!!
    I thought I would cry when my youngest went to kindergarten…but I didn’t! I adore my kiddos but the free time is soooooo nice. :)

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