We ♥ School!!

The first week of school for the Big Kids was a success!! No hassles, no problems, no phone calls from teachers...it was all kinds of good. Week 2? EVEN BETTER! My children adore school. Which is just so awesome. There are no fights about getting ready, no tantrums about homework...it's just great. (I know that this will change as they get older, but for right now I am loving it!!)

Gabriel is loving first grade. I was a little unsure of how things would progress - his teacher is very "seasoned" and strict. I had heard a few things about her that made me nervous. I discussed my concerns with the school, and they assured me that she was a good match for The Boy. After seeing how Gabe has responded to her (and after hearing some really great things about her from Janna's preschool teachers), I realize that my fears were completely unfounded. Mrs. T. is absolutely perfect for my guy. He's thriving!!


Kindergarten is apparently Elliott's version of heaven. She gets up every morning and wants to immediately go see Mrs. C. She loves everything about school. The first full day was a little rough - she didn't want to eat lunch in front of strangers and she was afraid to go to the bathroom - but now she's totally confident. She runs off the bus every afternoon, flies through the house, launches herself into my arms, and gives me a rapid-fire explanation of everything she did. She couldn't be happier!!


The Smallish started school this week, too. And...she LOVES it!! Her first "official" day (meaning Mommy wasn't there) was Thursday, and she pretty much ordered me to leave. She wanted no hugs or kisses...all she wanted was the playdoh and the sand table!


So...all three of my little lovies are in school. While it's a little weird not having them here all day, it's also really, really nice!

First Day of School!!

So call me a PPE (piss poor excuse) for a parent, but around here? The first day of school is nothing for me to cry about. It's not even something worth sniveling over.

Not a single tear has been shed over any of the first days of school my kidlets have had. When I sent Gabriel to preschool on that very first day in 2007 - there were no tears. My precious bay-bee (can you hear my sarcastic whine?) was growing up. And when I sent his little butt to UPK...then to Kindergarten...and then this year to first grade...no tears. He's growing into such an independent little man...how could I cry about that?


There were no tears when I sent Elliott to preschool...or to UPK. And when I put her on the bus this morning for her first official day of Kindergarten, there wasn't even a small sniff of sadness. She was so excited to get on the bus. And (as a 4th generation college graduate who loved school) how could I be sad when school is the only thing she talks about?


Next week Janna goes to preschool. And I already know that no tears will be shed. She is more excited about going to preschool than the other two were - which is pretty excited!! (I'll post her first day of school pic next week!!)

As far as I'm concerned, sending my kids to school isn't a sad occasion. Sure it's bittersweet, but when I had kids I knew that they were going to grow up. Sure I'm going to get all weepy-eyed when I look back over old pictures, or reminisce about when they were small. But right now? Watching them grow up into beautiful, intelligent, independent, strong-willed, opinionated, and loving mini-adults makes me beam from ear-to-ear.