Well, it’s official. Natalie is in middle school which means that I am an old hag and she is going to be driving soon. That’s it. End of the road for us all. Might as well start digging a hole for me while the going is still good. Plant the daisies. Choose the wood. Face me towards the sun. My time has passed.
What???????? How did this happen? I have three kids in three different schools this year. Three different start times. Two different bus schedules. Thank goodness Caleb gets driven. If I had to worry about three at once, I don’t think I would make it beyond this week.
The kids were both so VERY excited to finish up breakfast this morning. It meant that they would see their friends again after a long and wonderful summer! Admittedly, I was really excited for them as well. I started to have a slight anxiety attack while we were walking to the bus. Couldn’t breathe. I’m not kidding. I was winded for about an hour or so. Every time I spoke, it felt like I was running a mile. It took me a minute to register that I was just super anxious about Natalie’s first day in a new school. This is the first year where she will have to switch classes and teachers and hallways and… well, you know. The whole sha-bang.
But they weren’t nervous. Not one bit. They were excited and happy and thrilled and levitating!!! This was IT. Glorious SCHOOL!