Yes, already. Yesterday was the boys' first day back to school.
(Photo from the Official First Day of School Breakfast with Dad at Chick-fil-A)
Ben is officially a third grader. When I asked for a first day of school report, he said it was "boring," but later when he said the supper blessing, he thanked God for giving him a good teacher, Mrs. B. Apparently all is not lost.
Will is a first grader this year, which means that for the first time, he has school all. day. long. Yesterday, he was in full-on I'm-too-tired-to-function meltdown mode from 4pm until bedtime. Uggh. We may have to reinstitute afternoon naps if we don't make the adjustment soon. On the other hand, he has a teacher, Mrs. H, that we know and love. I think she is the perfect fit for my littlest man.
Kate doesn't start school for three more weeks, so she is staying home with me and the littles that I babysit. When I asked her how her day was, she said it was the "Worst. Day. Evah." According to her, "The boys get to do everything fun!" But when they are here, she changes her tune, teasing them, "I don't have to go to school," (said in a mocking, sing-song voice).
I on the other hand, can't decide if I am happy about school or not. On the one hand, I reached my summer allotment of patience about two weeks ago. On the other, I get to help two boys' who are easily distracted finish their lengthy homework each day, not to mention the getting up early that goes along with it. Hmmm.
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