Wednesday, August 17, 2016

New Year

Last night, I set the alarm for 5:00 a.m. I'm not sure why I bothered. With the first day of school for the kids being today, I knew I'd be up and ready. Not because I'm at the end of my tether and willing to sell my kids to the lowest bidder. No, it's more of a quiet nervousness that exists for at least three of my four kids.

The older two head off to high school and the boy starts middle school. Only the youngest is at the same school as last year. And since we already know (and love) her teacher, we don't expect too many surprises.

But I found myself asking so many questions this morning that shut-eye remained elusive. And I'm not even the one going to school.

I could bore you with those questions, but I won't. Deep down, I know that Zoe and Talia, while nervous, will find their way (literally and figuratively) through the high school. I know that Aaron won't forget his lunch every day nor will he go to one class instead of the one written on his schedule. And Melina? Shoot, I know for sure she'll ask to use the toilet in a British accent and make her teacher laugh.

It will be a good day. It will be a good week. It will be a good year.

I just need to keep telling myself that.


T said...

Helloooo may I use the looooo?

Christina said...