Yes, I have lamented about it on Twitter -- acting like I just can't stand the thought of summer being over.
And I kind of can't.
But mostly. Yeah. Pretty ready.
True, there is a corner of my heart that is screaming and gnashing it's teeth at the idea that my baby is going to first grade. I don't like that, not one little bit. Same part of my heart is pretty horrified that my oldest is going into fifth grade.
At least once a day, for a few seconds, I look at both of them, think of the upcoming school year and consider throwing them in the car and heading for the border. Either one, I don't care, just please don't take them away from me and put them in that mean, cruel, boring world called school.
But this morning, alone in the house, the kids off on a kind of field trip with their father, I am wondering how I will survive the next two weeks until I can get those whiny, needy, constantly-hungry boys out. of. my. house.
So yeah, two weeks and counting till school starts. We're buying supplies today, maybe some pants (damn you school dress code). Maybe we'll bake some cookies. Go swimming. They'll stay up late, wrangle some extra time on the Wii or TV.
I'll keep holding them close while I can. And counting the days. I am so counting the days.
7 comments:
I feel the same way about it...ready and not.
The idea of 5th grade freaks me out a little bit. How did that happen?
So fast! I would tell you the school years fly by...but I'm almost 30 and I'm going back to grad school (again). God help you don't get a kid like me. :P
And no, I'm not ready! I'm not ready!
6 more weeks for us here. I could go both ways on this one. I am tired of my kids wanting to stay in pj's all day, but I resent all the back to school aisles already.
I remember that...school starting sooooo early in Georgia. Here we don't start until after Labor..but they didn't get out until June 20th or something either.
I'm with you. At times I can't wait to get them out the door and other times I'm fussing over how fast time goes. Bitter sweet...
I've got five weeks..and one starting HIGH SCHOOL. How the heck did that happen? Four years and she's gone. Gulp.
We have a little less than four weeks left and I'm not ready yet.
I hate school. If it were not necessary for pretty much anything in life, I'd not send my kids. If I didn't think I'd hate the socializing with homeschool moms more than I hate school, I'd homeschool. But what I hate worse? The time right now. For me it starts a week from today. (Did our school shopping this morning. I learned Goodwill has LOTS of uniform clothes in good shape at, well, $0.59 ea. So I spent less than $10 at Goodwill for 10 items and spent $85 at WalMart for the other 7 items I couldn't find there.) Oh, sorry for that side-tracked tangent. Anyway, I hate now when I know it's so soon, know there is nothing I can do about it, know that the pool is closed (what the hell?) and want to cram in as much SUMMER as possible. I just want to get it over with. Once I'm here, it's like jumping in a cold lake. Better to do it fast.
HOWEVER, I'm thinking I might like school a little (LOT) better next year when I am home ALONE 6 hours a day, not home with pre-schooler.
And WTF?! I'm gone for 9 days and come back and you have 8 posts!
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