
There are little moments of today that I want to remember.
And this is one of the reasons why I blog.
To preserve such things.
The kids went to bed much later than planned last night because Nick’s soccer practice was seriously.ridiculously.long. Like enough already. Like it’s the night before the first day of school and we still need dinner and showers. We walked in the door at 8:30 pm.
The fastest dinner ever. Followed by showers and baths. Manicures. Packing lunchboxes. Getting backpacks ready.
The kids went to sleep pretty fast after heading upstairs. Which is awesome because I was expecting the excitement of a first day to keep them awake.
Thank goodness for small blessings.
The alarm was set super early this morning. Everyone woke up the first time I gently issued the wake-up call. Which is pretty shocking.
But I’ve been a mom long enough to know that that’s not going to last.
But for now? I’ll take it.
Madeline has a uniform for her new school, and the pre-k kids get to wear their gym uniform. Which is another little blessing. She didn’t say a word about having to wear it, and I promised her we could do her nails and hair and she could wear fun sneakers to make sure her personality (all 1,863 ounces of it) was fully present. (And that’s not the exact weight of her personality, natch).

I drew small hearts on our hands, as a small reminder of home and that I love her, should she need a little reassurance during the day.
Nick came downstairs and saw Madeline in her uniform for the first time.
“Maddie, you look cute. But you kind of look like a little old man.”
She made a face at him and stuck out her tongue.
Phew.
Ten minutes early to Nick’s bus stop, leaving plenty of time for first day pictures.
I wasn’t allowed to give him a kiss or a hug as he walked towards the bus. Apparently in front of your friends, when you’re in fifth grade that is no longer cool.
Whatever.
And then the dash to Madeline’s school. Her school starts their morning assembly exactly 5 minutes about Nick’s bus comes. One town away. Right.
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