I’m back from the Grand Utah Adventure. It was loads of fun but more important things are upon us–namely that today is the first day of school. I was sad for about five minutes. Three of my children are starting new schools (Ada starts kindergarten, Finn starts Middle School and India starts High school) and we were out of town for all their orientations. Which means I have three kids who were all a bit nervous this morning. India really wanted me to drop her off at the front door because, like me, she has a chronic fear of getting lost (and we all remember how big High School seemed, right?) Sadly my car was running on fumes today and there was no way I was going to make it through the High School drop off without running out of gas. Sorry India! And York and Finn, all of whom I dropped off on the sidewalk in front of their schools.
I walked the little girls to school, pushing all their school supplies in a stroller (hey, all those baby wipes and composition notebooks are heavy!) I’m still getting used to the Texas humidity after that thin, dry mountain air and I had sweat pouring down my back by the time we got to school. I’ve lived here long enough to not really care, though.
Jasper starts preschool on Wednesday. That brings the grand total of schools my children are attending this year to four. I’m not particularly excited about this since we’re too close to the schools to take buses. And I don’t make my kids ride bikes if it’s going to be above 95º (see what a nice mom I am?) So it looks like I’ll be driving all over town. Yuck. But it’s a small price to pay for the peace and quiet.
A small price indeed. Now only one question remains: where shall I go to lunch with my one child? We need to celebrate!