Two weeks ago:
"Seriously, school could not start soon enough."
"Is it the 25th YET?"
"If I hear anyone (Connor) torturing his siblings one more time..."
First Day of School:
"Maybe I don't want him going to school."
"Do I really have to put him on the bus all by himself?"
"He grew up way too fast."
Second Day of School:
"Is it really almost 11:00 already? Kindergarten is too short. I could use a few more hours."
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Man, oh, man. Do I ever have a wishy washy mama heart. One minute I can not wait to send the kiddos out the door and the next, I'm worrying about their day at school and wishing they were home snuggling on my lap. Sending Connor to school this year was so conflicting for me. He is SO ready to go and he could sure use a break from his siblings (and his mom. and vice versa.) But, with each child that goes to school, it just means that my season as a stay at home mom, whose job is to raise babies and play all day is coming to an end. Though, sometimes it's easier to do my job when I get a little break from the dears. See, my heart just can't make up it's mind. Am I crying as I watch the bus drive down the road because I'm sad or are they tears of joy that I have a little freedom? Maybe both. Who knows.
I do know this. He is one handsome kiddo.
Going....
Going..............
GONE.
boo. hurray! boo. hurray!
good grief.
Though...I do like hanging out with just this girl for a few hours every day.