The first day of school is glorious. So, very glorious. Don't get me wrong, we had a great summer and I love my kids. But, I think I love them a little more when they are gone several hours a day, separated into their different classrooms without anyone to argue with. I'm sure they don't whine to their teachers and they don't argue over one of fourteen purple crayons with their closest classmate.
One of the best parts of going back to school is how excited they are. They finally get to meet up with their friends, have a routine, get up early (which means they are tired at night!), and wear their brand new clothes that have been sitting in their closets just waiting to be worn.
The morning of the first day is filled with smiles, excitement and happiness. This will all fade eventually when they get tired of getting up early, but we must rejoice in the moment. Pictures are taken, a special first day of school lunch is packed (complete with a little surprise note by yours truly), and then the whole family loads into the car so we can walk everyone to their classes. This year it was pouring rain, so we had chauffeur service courtesy of the hubs to the front door of the school.
I walked them each to their rooms amid the parents of nearly every kid in their school (there are 975 kids in their school, so that's A LOT of people!), some a little teary as they drop their babies off to the first day of kindergarten. The school buzzed with happiness - new clothes, new shoes, new backpacks, and adorable hugs among the kids who hadn't seen each other all summer. I took photos of each of my kids at their desk then found the hubs waiting for me outside and went home.
I went home to that beautifully silent house I mentioned earlier. I cleaned up breakfast, and the table actually stayed clean for longer than 35 seconds! I was able to make some phone calls without interruption and sent some e-mails without having to save a draft and finish later. I even took a nap which I desperately needed since we recently started watching Breaking Bad and we can't seem to get to bed without watching like three episodes a night meaning we don't go to bed until 11:30 or midnight, which is super late for me. Morning comes early at 6am.
And seven happy hours later I walked happily and stress free down to the bus stop to retrieve my happy kids. What a glorious, quiet, stress-free day. The first day of school is truly a second Mother's Day. I hope yours was just as awesome.