The First Day of First Grade

Today’s the day! Summer officially ended with a bang, well more like an alarm, this morning at 4:50 a.m. Oh, 4:50 a.m., I did not miss you one little bit. But it was worth it to get a run and some quiet time in before the insanity of the first school day morning of the year.

(Sidenote: Everyone watched the Spice Girls last night, right? Oh dear lord, I love me some Spice Girls. If you’ve been reading for a while, you’ll remember at one point in high school I was in a Spice Girls tribute group that lip-synched to “Wannabe” in front of the entire school. Oh yes we did. Anyway, after the reunion performance at the Closing Ceremonies last night, I decided this morning’s run would be fueled by a Spice Girls Pandora station. If you never listen to one bit of advice I give you, you should listen to this one. DOWNLOAD THAT STATION RIGHT NOW HOLY CRAP. Spice up your life, people. Or just shake it shake it shake it. That was the longest spin off thought I think I’ve ever written. You’re welcome.)

There were backpacks to pack and lunches to make and hair to french braid (especially for this very important occasion). So far I haven’t heard from school, so I’m going to assume that means all is well with my little first grader.

Although her brother is another story. Poor guy got pretty used to Lulu riding in the backseat with him during the 20 minute ride to daycare each day, so this morning, when I strapped him in my car without her (during the school year, Trent takes her in the a.m.) he started saying, questioningly, “Sissy? Sissy? Siiiissssyyyyy?!?!” and then proceeded to break down in tears. Ooof.

Tonight we have her first soccer practice, soon we start Daisies and there may be a cheerleading clinic this weekend. I already want to lay down and yell “I SURRENDER!” But I can do it. Yes. I can. Right? Right. Yes. Yes? Yes.

Happy first day of school!