Second to Last First Day

All three of my kids went back to school today. I have one in high school, one in middle school, none in intermediate school, none in elementary school and one in the young toddler room at preschool. It is really daycare but it makes me feel better to call it school and since it is my blog I will call it school here too.

All three - ready for school. I think this is the first time I have gotten a picture where all three of my peeps are looking at the camera and smiling.

I thought I would be misty-eyed dropping the baby off at school this morning but I had a 'moment' while driving Nicole to school. We were almost to her school when it dawned on me that this was her second to last first day of school and very likely the last time I would be taking her to her first day of school. How crazy is that. I remember taking her to her first day of kindergarten dressed in a cute pair of yellow skort overalls with flowers and a big white hair bow. I took her picture at home, in front of the school, with her teacher and at her desk. That has been exchanged for a low-key outfit with shiny black boat shoes, a brown lunch bag thrown into a big purse and a couple of quick pictures taken at home. And now I have just one more 1st day of school picture to take of my Nicole. Gasp!

Here is my no so little man, Matthew, looking a wee-bit anxious about his first day at the middle school. His mama is worried about Wednesday, the first day the boys in athletics have to shower before going to class after early morning football practice. Oh, the horror of being a boy.



I should have taken an "after" picture of Landry; she looked a little dis-shelved after her day at school. She napped on a cute little cot and enjoyed sitting in the little chairs at the table. She ate her snacks and her lunch but she only drank a few sips of water and milk. Needless to say, when we got home she was a bit parched and downed a cup of milk and a cup and a half of water while consuming a large number of goldfish. She then proceeded to have not 1 but 2 blowout diapers in the span of 2 hours. The second blowout happened at Target on the school supply aisle. I didn't realize how bad it was until Matthew got her out of the cart and said that he had poop all over his arm...YUCK and the baby had poop up to her neck...even YUCKIER! Why is it that these things only happen when you do not have a change of clothes? I was so thankful that I had just replenished the wipes in my Diapees&Wipees container.

Can you believe that such nastiness would come out of someone with such a sweet face?