Where's The Bus?

Today was the first day of school for the kids. There’s nothing that will bring the summer season to a screeching halt like the alarm going off at 6:30 to RISE and SHINE! We knew the day was coming, it was no surprise, yet for some reason at least in our family things never go quite as smooth as a mom would like.

Over the summer I bought the boys new sneakers for the first day of school. My boys are specific about their shoes (like their mom). The colors, shoe laces, and style all have to work. Today as Sam and Zachary put their shoes on they both complained the shoes didn’t fit. Zachary had a half way decent pair of shoes to wear, Sam had nothing but a beat up old pair of smelly shoes to wear on his first day of third grade.

I have a tradition on the first day of school to follow the bus. Many years ago before I had kids someone I knew followed the bus for her children on the first day of school and I thought it was one of the funniest things I had ever heard of. Now I follow the bus, it makes perfect sense to me!

This morning became utterly chaotic as two out of three kids did not want to get out of bed, alarms were ringing all over the house (no one responding). Meanwhile I’m trying to get myself ready to follow the bus yet trying to get a good breakfast in three bellies. Thank goodness the bus was late. After the kids boarded the bus I climbed into my car and headed for school trying to stay behind the bus. Of course the bus got ahead of me at a traffic light close to home and I never saw him again.

By the time I arrived at school bus #62 had arrived as well and my children all made it safely to their classrooms.

It’s a big adjustment going from constant interaction with kids all day to not having them home for eight hours. Part of me wanted to do the happy dance and part of me wanted to be sad and cry. I opted for the happy dance.

The summer was a whirlwind..so much fun..swim team, camps, traveling, and just enjoying having them around. No time for me to write, talk on the phone, or keep up any social schedule. Honestly I wouldn’t have it any other way. My life was consumed by them and for the most part I loved every minute of it.

So now it’s time for change..I’m ready and they’re ready. Back to schedule, chores, homework, and learning what it looks like to be a first, third and fifth grader.

Here’s to another school year!

Blessings,

Debbie