First Day of School

Wow, this was a crazy morning. Tara was up by 6:30am and very excited to get to school. She wanted to go right then and got mad at me because she didn't want to be late for her first day. Although she was up early, she was no where near ready. This actually took the rest of the morning. She couldn't decide on what to wear. Nothing matched her shoes properly. She didn't want to wear any shoes that would flip off because she wouldn't be able to push her friends on the tire swing. She refused socks until I told her that she is guaranteed another blister (like last week). Triston got right up, got dressed, wet his hair down and was ready to go. No problems, no arguments. I snapped a few pic's before we left.

And there they go.

I did go with them to their rooms. It was busy through the halls and we had to stop and pay for lunch. By the time we made it to their rooms, everyone else was already at their desk. Triston went to his room first. He knows exactly what to do and what is expected of him so he was rather easy to get settled in. Tara, on the other hand, looked nervous and on the verge of tears. I stood outside her classroom for a bit but when I noticed her nervousness turn to being scared and her face looked as if she would cry any minute, I decided I better get out of there because, if she cry's, I cry.

Now I am sitting at my desk and typing out this blog. It's only 9am. Terry called to see how the morning went. Jamie stopped by to chat for a minute. Now I am all alone for the first time in 15 years. This is the weirdest feeling ever.