As of this week, the school year is now officially underway.
We had orientation on Monday, and by Wednesday all five kiddos were back at it full force.
No longer at the bottom of the elementary totem pole, our youngest was thrilled to be going back for his second year. Kindergartner Days begone! He’s exuding more self-confidence and plenty of excitement about the year to come:
Okay, now for something a little more subdued.
I didn’t even bother with the photo that included their teen brother. It would have spoiled things. He refuses to smile and I didn’t want to bring a cloud to what was an exciting morning full of fresh starts. (Besides, I need to save some of those goodies for his graduation or wedding Powerpoint presentation…)
Our middle girl is in middle school now. So I’m going to have to pay closer attention to the needs of the little boys. Last year, she handled a lot of that for me, little mommy that she is. Time for the real mama to snap into place!
This is a tradition; the little boy in back was borrowing a piece of our background.
Finally, we made it into the rooms. Our youngest has the same teacher all of his siblings have had. We love her and suspect it will be a very good year.
They don’t have chairs to mess with; the students stand all day. Their teacher says this is really the best way to go about it with wiggly kids. It will be interesting to see if there are any complaints. I’m thinking the kids will like the standing thing, especially my kinetic son, who has a hard time being still for long durations.
The beginning of the year is always full of promise. I love the energy of the excited children. I love the quieter house and a little more brain space. I love the possibility of what’s to come.
Q4U: What’s your favorite first-day-of-school memory?