The school bell ringeth
We're back from Kansas City and slept in our new condo for the first time last night. Today, Reagan awoke in her new room, and is the first day of her new school year in a new city, at a new school, with a new teacher and new friends. I think what our life needs right now is just a LITTLE more uncertainty and unfamiliarity. It would be new to not have anything new for a while!
You put so much thought and effort into the one GOING to school...making sure they look nice on the first day, have a nutritious lunch, everything's in their backpack, and assuring them that they'll meet new friends that you forget what YOUR level of anxiety is going to be! Sarah and I had a hard time dropping her off this time. I think WE were more nervous for her than she was!
That being said, there was some element of entertainment that made the whole experience better. The parade of school moms. I'm not certain, but apparently there was a note in the welcoming packet that announced the contest for 1st day costumes. Prizes seemed to be issued for mostly athletic clothing on one human being, botox 'expression' contest, and a trophy for the 'stilleto's in sweats' race. Actually, this crowd would never be seen in 'sweats', unless maybe they were intentionally worn for some sort of 'ironic' fashion statement...and they'd be cashmere.
Luckily women tend to only judge other women, and Sarah was with me looking sharp for work, so the attention was off me and my Gap pants and Chuck Taylors. I have no shame in my drop off uniform, but my biggest concern is that when I drop her off tomorrow without Mom there, someone's going to hand me a mop and inform me of the juicebox spill by room 19. Finally, something that's not new!
You put so much thought and effort into the one GOING to school...making sure they look nice on the first day, have a nutritious lunch, everything's in their backpack, and assuring them that they'll meet new friends that you forget what YOUR level of anxiety is going to be! Sarah and I had a hard time dropping her off this time. I think WE were more nervous for her than she was!
That being said, there was some element of entertainment that made the whole experience better. The parade of school moms. I'm not certain, but apparently there was a note in the welcoming packet that announced the contest for 1st day costumes. Prizes seemed to be issued for mostly athletic clothing on one human being, botox 'expression' contest, and a trophy for the 'stilleto's in sweats' race. Actually, this crowd would never be seen in 'sweats', unless maybe they were intentionally worn for some sort of 'ironic' fashion statement...and they'd be cashmere.
Luckily women tend to only judge other women, and Sarah was with me looking sharp for work, so the attention was off me and my Gap pants and Chuck Taylors. I have no shame in my drop off uniform, but my biggest concern is that when I drop her off tomorrow without Mom there, someone's going to hand me a mop and inform me of the juicebox spill by room 19. Finally, something that's not new!
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