My emotions, that is.
Tomorrow, school starts for the 2 older boys. And next Tuesday, school starts for Jack Henry. I’m not wearing makeup that day; I’m planning to just come home and cry for 2 hours in my empty house and then go back and pick him up. I’m sure by the following week I’ll be dancing for joy at my five whopping hours of free time a week, but that first day is just going to suck.
The kids are just back from their 5 night trip to Effingham (just them with Nana Jo first, followed by me joining them Friday night). Needless to say, they had a BALL. Lots of swimming and hours playing at parks and outside, and then the St. Anthony church picnic on Saturday night, all in unseasonably beautiful weather, making being outside pleasant for once.
Because they weren’t here on Friday, they haven’t dropped off their school supplies or met their teachers yet, when the rest of the kids at our school did. Well, Luke has…we’re so excited that he got the same teacher that he had last year! But Bennett’s teacher is new (brand new!), so we’re looking forward to meeting her in an hour or so, when we go up to school.
And like I so remember being as a kid, I’m full of mixed emotions. Excited and nervous about the start of a new year. Happy about new school supplies..oh wait, those aren’t for me (I think I’ve mentioned more than once my dorky love for new school supplies). Sad to see summer end (I mean, who doesn’t love summer?). Wishing that we’d done more fun things, even though I think we did a lot of them this year. Hoping that I’ve poured into them enough to make them strong, confident young men (though clearly, that doesn’t stop because school starts).
I love my unscheduled time with my kids, but I am very anxious get back into a predictable routine that simply isn’t welcome into the kind of summer we have, which is laid back.
Look for some cute back-to-school pics tomorrow. For now, I’m off to enjoy these kiddos.