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First Day Of School


Well, I did it. I survived drop off on the first day of school. . .barely! I managed to hold back the tears until I got the "twins" into their classroom and I met the new principal. . .then I high-tailed it to my car and let the water works flow! Man oh man! First days kill me!

Maggie was fine. She flitted off without a care in the world. . .in her darling sequin skirt and her new haircut (I vow never to cut her hair again. . .thankfully she is curly and so you cannot tell what a semi-disaster it is).

Tiki was so excited to be back with Mrs. Greenberg and he was so excited to have his brother with him! Dax started so excited this morning, chanting with Tiki, "GO RIVERVIEW! GO RIVERVIEW!" But once the detachment actually had to occur, he was much slower pulling away from his mommy. . .thank goodness we had a piece of his MeMo in his pocket! I know, Andy, I am an enabler!

Dropping those two off was so tough for me for such different reasons. I felt like I was giving Tiki over to the wolves. . .not everyone has the right expectations for him and I feel like they all have these preconceived ideas about him before he ever gets there. Thankfully, though, Mrs. Greenberg is a dream! Dropping Dax off was just terrible. . .my baby. (Insert more tears here.)

I'm so glad that I didn't have to drop Hays off at middle school. I think that would have been terrible! Giving my boy to the lions! I'm sure middle school will not be the wretched years for Hays that they were for me! He's great and he is a good leader! I cannot wait to hear his report at the end of the day!

I after I got ahold of myself enough to drive home, I crawled onto Andy's lap and just cried. . . while he chuckled. If you didn't know it, men and women are SO different!


Tiki wanted to do a "backpack" picture.

Tiki & Dax with their teacher (who we adore), Mrs. Greenberg.

Comments

Jan said…
I so love Maggie's skirt! I was running by your house the other day and Tiki and Dax were out riding bikes. They both waved, but Tiki waved at me like we were best buddies. Cracked me up!
Brittany Watson said…
Oh my goodness what a day! I loved the pictures and hearing about it! I can't believe Dax started school! I miss you friend and love you so much!

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