I didn’t think it would get here, the first day of school. Not because I didn’t want it to (though I am a little anxious). It was just a nice, solid, busy summer, filled with all kinds of good things. And, okay, I didn’t want the school year to start again. It’s Gracie’s last year of elementary school, and I am not looking forward to transitions and admitting my baby is old enough for middle school! And Bee-girl…well, she has her own issues with school. I was enjoying not fighting with her over reading and practicing spelling and worrying whether she was keeping up with her class.
This year, I am confident that Bee will click right along and has passed her stickiest point. 3rd grade is going to be the year my baby girl shines.
I am hopeful that Gracie’s teachers will push her hard enough that she feels challenged, but not so much that her love of all things nerdtastic is crushed.
I smiled over Gracie primping and prepping herself just so this morning before school. 5th grade is so important.
I giggled thinking about how Bee raced through breakfast because she gets to see her bff today, after spending an entire summer apart.
I might not be exactly ready for the school year, but I choose to believe it will be fabulous. After all, the girls willingly posed for their obligatory First Day of School picture. And that’s something.