Back to school pics plus some. . .
Let's see: Grandma and Grandpa got Madi this outfit for her birthday. The shirt came with a super cute scarf that I thought we should tie in her hair, but she flat out refused, which surprised me because last year she begged me to buy her scarves. I bought her some cute sneaks, but without her, and they ended up being too big. She'll grow into them, right? So anyway, we compromised by sending her old sneaks in the backpack and wearing these adorable sandals that I would wear if they fit. I'm pretty sure she changed into the old ratty sneakers as soon as she got to school. She's persistent, I guess, and I've decided to save our fights for more important things.
I got Logan some back to school clothes, but found this snazzy cross-country shirt at a Salvation Army for $0.50. I thought it looked cool (plus I ran cross country for 6 years and haven't run a mile since). . . kind of like something from American Eagle, not that my 7-year old boy needs to be wearing stuff from American Eagle. Anyway, I bought him other new shirts, including one that had Yoda and one that had Spiderman (which I would never love, but thought he would), so I was actually really surprised that this was the outfit he chose to wear on the first day of school. He's cool like that.
And Grantee? Well he picked out his clothes too. Stripes and plaid. We didn't go anywhere today; we just stayed home and played together and cleaned up a few rooms. So I let him wear this all day. Hey--I'm cool like that (yesterday I let him wear his church pants backwards at church. OK, really I didn't notice that he'd put them on backwards until the middle of sacrament meeting and then decided to leave them. . . his teachers understand, right?!). Also, he got a little teary-eyed when Logan and Madi climbed into the back of Daddy's car, but then we went inside and life went on. . . although even I found myself thinking a few times that the house was a little too quiet.
I think everyone had a good day at school. Logan loves his teacher, Madison loves hers. Logan says second grade is "way too easy." They rode the bus home together and I called when it was taking too long to arrive to make sure that they weren't lost somewhere wondering where I was. Call me paranoid. Then I had a good long chat with the bus driver because I was MAD when she dropped the kids off on the wrong bus stop without an adult there to pick them up. . . something that the bus company reassured me (that morning) would not happen when I told them I was worried that the kids would not recognize the new neighborhood we lived in. I am lucky (and the bus company is very lucky) that I noticed 2 kids wearing bright yellow and bright pink walking in the distance. Seriously, what was that bus driver thinking? I kept trying to get them to tell me about their day, they kept asking me if they could play on the computer. The supper table conversation was a little more entertaining than usual, though. All in all, it was a good day.
5 comments:
I'll take that treadmill off your hands if you want! Haha! Too cute! And that is pretty scary about the bus driver!
Aaaaagh. I would have a hard time with that bus situation, too. Eek. The kids all look great.
My problem is the bus driver has not dropped Evan off, right in front of our house, because he didn't see Evan trying to come to the front. He has also driven past my house, as well, because I don't go out to wait for him. It was too hard with the twins, when he was in K, and 1st grade, so now it's finally getting better. . . the driver remembers someone lives here and actually waits a few more seconds for Evan to get to the front. So annoying!! BUt hey, your kids look cute, and I love the picture of Madison talking on the phone. You have a lot to look forward too!!
You're right those are cute sandles... I clicked on the photo so i could get a better look. Glad everything worked out ok. I would also have been mad at the bus driver and would have shared my feelings with much exactness. We miss you guys.
On this post and the last. . . I also dislike letting stress (from moving, messes, plumbing renovations, adjustments to new babies, and that sort of thing) reflect off of my family so that it seems like they are the problem. You are NOT a bad mom to feel relieved to gain a little more quiet and control. You are taking the chance to help your family in other ways. I am sure that Grant will appreciate naps and more mommy time.
Oh, and the bus situation is horrible. Yikes!
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