Today was the first day back to school for Alex and Kendra. I am officially the mother of a fourth-grader and a third-grader.
I swear they were just babies. Wasn’t it just a few months ago that we were doing preschool at home, and they were mistaken for twins, with their curly hair and big eyes? How is it that two more preschoolers have replaced them?
When I was a kid, I loved going back to school. There was something so envigorating about the crisp notebooks and sharp crayons and the smell of new textbooks… and the sense of adventure that came with new teachers and curriculums.
As a teacher, I loved those same things, and I also loved getting my classroom organized, as well as planning out the new year. I always tried to find things to improve from the previous school year(s), and it was adventuresome for me to meet 26 new students and find out how best to help them learn and grow.
Some days I really miss teaching. The first day of school is always one of those days. 🙂
Now that I’m a parent, I try to spoil my kids’ teachers and do things for them that I enjoyed (or would have loved to enjoy) during my time in the classroom. Besides volunteering each week, I donate what I can to the classroom (always tissues and sandwich baggies, and usually stickers, pencils, small rewards, etc.).
When Alex was in Kindergarten, between a neighbor’s and my uncle’s abundant fruit trees, I had boxes and boxes of apples to use. I found a really delicious Apple Bread recipe, and we took it to Alex’s teacher when we met for Parent-Teacher conferences. She loved it so much, she requested it the next year when Kendra was in her class. It became a tradition, and now my kids take a loaf of apple bread to their teachers on the first day of school. We call it Back-to-School Bread.
(I made four large loaves and four mini-loaves last night, sliced them, wrapped them in tinfoil and put them on the counter. While I was in the shower this morning, Anthony– the little stinker!– climbed up on the counter, grabbed a loaf, unwrapped it, ATE THE MIDDLE OUT OF IT from the top, then tried to re-wrap it. I have to consider myself lucky that he did such a poor job and it caught my attention. Can you imagine what someone would think if they unwrapped a loaf of bread and saw Anthony’s carnage? Remember what I said about hiding your baked goods? TAKE YOUR OWN ADVICE, KEMI!!!)
I meant to do a post last week about some of our favorite summer memories, but I let other things get in the way. I think it fits here, as one season fades into another, so at the end of this post I will leave you with some memories I blogged about, and some I didn’t.
Happy back-to-school, everyone! I hope your school year is educational and fun, and full of adventure. (The good kind!) 😉
Home Appraisal (which STILL hasn’t gone through, thanks to Brent and his catastrophic mistakes… we are working through all the red tape)
Kendra and Hannah blowing bubbles on a very windy day.
Hannah got all dressed up to go to Sam’s Club with Kenny.
After Anthony’s crib gymnastics, we traded it out for the toddler bed. You’ll notice how he’s not actually IN the bed for two of the three shots? Yeah, that’s typical. *sigh*
Washing Daddy’s car (or was it each other?)