Mom's Day Out

I thought after the kid got in school, it would be all naps and Wal-Mart for me.

I was so very wrong.

Turns out, I have to spend just about as many days in school as Emma does. Lucky me. Yesterday was one of those days. Now, don't go and think that I have to go sit with her in class (like my mom did with me until 4th grade) or anything crazy like that. It seems I have turned over a new leaf, and have finally overcome my social phobia. So now I get to volunteer in Emma's class every week. That was yesterday. Yesterday was also Maggie's first day of Speech Therapy. That's also at a school. A different school. So that made 2 schools in 1 day. Whew.

I know, I know. Some of you with 10 kids are like "Lady, what are you bitching about? Wait until you have to do PTO at 3 different schools, football, cheerleading, FHA, and VICA all in the same day!". I completely agree. You definitely have it harder than I.

But it's my blog, so I can bitch freely.

FYI, I also went to the library yesterday. I felt very Collegiate. Or maybe more Elementary. Whatever.

But for those of you wondering, thank you, Maggie's speech went well. Of course her intelligence is not an issue, she takes after her mother, but it's always good to see it on paper. She has a lot to say, it's just a matter of getting the words out correctly. And what did I do as soon as we left the school? Picked up the phone to call my mom. Again. Do you think I'll ever quit?

Can You Hear It?

What does this look like to you? Am I showing off my pedicure? Nope. Am I showing off the last remaining skinny part of my body? A little. But mostly I'm showing you my dance. Yes, as you may remember from last year, it's the annual "Back to School Shout for Joy, and Dance on the Table". Today is THE day.

I'm so glad to be back home, and getting into a routine. Early to bed, and all that jazz.

I'm also very, very sad. Yesterday we went school shopping. Nothing like leaving it to the very last minute, eh? Anyhoo, Maggie got these sweet light up Care Bears shoes. She loves them. My first thought in seeing her run so fast in her new shoes? Call Mom. Yep. And this morning after I dropped Emma off at school, I actually picked up my cell phone to call her. Do you think this will ever end? Part of me hopes so, and part of me hopes not.


Emma and her first day of school photo. The first one in front of our new house.

Also, dear reader(s), this new schedule brings me back to my (almost) daily postings. Thanks for the patience and support over the last few weeks of summer. I plan on returning with stories and hopefully more pictures than words.