First Day of Kindergarten

My baby started school on Tuesday. She woke up happy and excited to go. We put her first day of school dress on and took some pictures outside with her backpack. Adam decided to go to work a bit late so he could see her off too. We got to the school and G happily marched down the hall with her entire ridiculous family in tow :) We get outside the classroom and she refused to go in.

Refused. 

Crap. 

So I kind of pulled her into the room where Mrs. S was comforting a little boy who was sobbing. All those other little angel faces were just sitting on their carpet squares with wide 5 year old eyes. Then G lost it and was clinging to me and wouldn't let me leave. So Mrs. S had to kind of take her hand while holding the other little boy and told me to go. I walked out with tears in my eyes.

Not the best start.

I then went to my parents to get diapers for the twins who were spending the morning at Aunt Nicki's because my parents very old dog Molly was sick and was probably going to be put down that morning. I quietly said goodbye to her as tears rolled down my face.

I then got a text from Adam saying we never fed G breakfast. OMG. I suck. She is probably starving to death on her first day of school. I cried half way to work.

Mom fail.

But tomorrow is a new day. We will do better! And we did. According to her teacher she stopped crying pretty quickly. She got off the bus that day at my parents and was so excited to see her sisters! She had no tears the rest of the week. Happily went to her room and was excited to see what fun things they were going to do. She has a few kids from her preschool class that she knows and plays with at recess. Another cute little Grace B. that her coat hook is next to. Her cousin Alexis was able to walk her to her room without me on Thursday and today. They are so cute, holding hands with their same color ponytails swinging down the hall.

Huge sigh of relief.

Here is my beautiful girl the first day of school.

Organizing My Spices

I have had some anxiety about G starting school. I am a pretty self assured person, not a lot gets me going and when it does I communicate my displeasure pretty effectively and then I move on. I have never been one to "hold it all in" lol.

Having children changes you though. It is like having your heart walking around out there all exposed and vulnerable. When I am anxious about something I do something my mom calls "organizing my spices". Its basically spending time and focusing completely on some inane task that has nothing to do with what is really bothering you. Controlling the controllables if you will.
About to have a baby? Cleaning the kitchen floor on your hands and knees at 2 am would be considered "organizing your spices". Does the baby care if your floor is clean? Nope. Is it really necessary to do it at 2 am? Absolutely not. Nesting? I don't think so. But by scrubbing that floor spic and span RIGHT NOW you feel as if you are controlling something when you are not in control of others.
For me organizing my spices usually includes cleaning. I obsess over my house being picked up and clean. I also shop. I have been obsessing over the girls fall and winter wardrobe. Got the totes full of clothes down from the attic and went through everything to take inventory and supplement where needed. Meanwhile it is still 85 degrees outside :)
How do you organize your spices?

Labor Day

We spent our last days of summer soaking up the sun and doing summer things. I have been really bad about taking pictures lately. I have been trying to enjoy the moment and not always having to preserve it in pictures. Be present and part of the moment instead of just photographing it. I love having pictures to look back on but I think it's important for me to strike a balance there.

Friday night we took the kids to the Hunt Club for dinner and played in the game room. Saturday and Sunday we spent at the lake. Monday we started the day at the park, lunch at Wendy's, swimming at the Huff pool for G and daddy, and capped it off with a dinner picnic in the backyard.

Sounds lovely, right? Except Lyla cried nonstop through the whole picnic and refused to eat. Well, with 3 kids chances are someone is gonna be crying. Here we are trying to have this special family moment and we can't help but laugh at our failed attempt. Whew, those twinies. They are very clingy with the mama. It's exhausting sometimes! I used to go to bed early to get through a full day of school and 5 hours of practice. Now I go to bed early to be able to tackle the force that is 2 year old twins. This is harder :)

Speaking of going to bed early. Its was back to baths and books and lights out routine tonight. School starts tomorrow! Pictures to follow....


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