The older I get, the weirder things become. I mean, sometimes I feel like I’m living in some sort of Twilight Zone or Alternate Universe. There are so many things that seem so natural and normal and we go about our days like it’s no big deal. But then others just sort of sneak up on me and slap me in the face. When one event can both be normal and surprising all at the same time - it’s weird.
Today was one of those days. Another one of those milestone days that I’ve both been looking forward while at the same time, deep down, sad to see come. Feeling like “we have arrived!” while at the same time feeling like “how can this be?”
Today is the beginning of a new school year - new routines and new adventures for Drew as he begins second grade. New *everything* as Reed steps out for his first day of Kindergarten.
It seemed we walked right back into our regular school days routine this morning. Not completely normal as I don’t usually cook real food or decorate or take pictures any other school day, but you get what I mean. We were back into the swing of breakfast, getting dressed, brushing teeth, etc etc etc before we stepped out for their first day.
I hung our banner last night and made some french toast and eggs for breakfast this morning. And once we were all ready, we headed to the front step for pictures.
Reed’s been expressing his nervousness about today for the past week. He was ready but in his typical Reed-way, was a bit difficult and hard-to-convince this morning.
And few jokes from Dad to lighten the mood and he perked up. :)
Second grade?! Gracious.
We checked into Reed’s room first and got him settled. Dad stayed with him while Drew and I walked down the hall to his classroom.
This was old hat for Drew. Quiet but confident. Such a change we’ve seen in him as he’s grown and gotten used to the school routine. He’s ready to learn. Ready to be challenged and grow.
Reed was timid and shy and nervous but he was in the game. Tentative to let us go, but easy to reassure and comfort. I’m a wreck…but at least I didn’t cry this time!
I thought about the boys all day, and while I enjoyed a bit quieter house, I was anxious for the end of the day to arrive. And when I did, there were so many words flying out of both of their mouths! But the best? They crawled into the back of the van and discovered that they both had Spanish today. They thought that was pretty neat.
And seeing them together, now having this school thing in common? I think that’s pretty neat, too.