We survived the first day of school. we survived the first night of homework (i know, right? who gives homework on the first day of school? there’s no way that should be legal!) and HUZZAH! i survived my first carpool line. school ended at 4. i was there, bright and early at 3:30, and there were SWARMS of moms who had been there since 3. THREE! it was a hot, sweaty, annoying experience. i went in with a game plan, though. i told Emily where i’d be standing. she spotted me and rounded up the other four kids. skippy. only, um, 10 more months of this?!?!
i think i hear the bus calling….
Emily likes her teachers. “um, my teacher! she’s new! and so young, mommy, like younger than you! and she never yells. she couldn’t even if she wanted to. and she’s totally married because she’s mrs. and not miss. and she was wearing a really cute outfit!” Joshua (he’s now Joshua. not Josh. not Joshie. he’s a big old grown-up first grader) likes his teachers “um, yeah. sure.” the difference between boys and girls.
Emily was up at 6. dressed and with the flat iron in her hand. Josh was barely ready for carpool. Emily says to me
“mommy, did you know that J.crew had kid’s clothes?”
“why yes, Emily i was aware. i didn’t think that YOU were.”
“mommy, i need a cashmere argyle sweater for school or i’ll die.”
“well, then you’d better put it on your chrismukah list. grammy likes you way better than i do anyway.”
(definitely the difference between girls and boys. josh would wear his super mario bros. t-shirt every single day to school if i’d let him.)
i don’t like her that much. heh. i DO, though, like her enough to spend $1200 onÂ a 24×24 photo of her and her siblings. which, i’m sure, when we get it back, she’ll decide that she doesn’t like her hair, face, smile, teeth….something. because she’s a teenager. in a 7-yeaer-old’s body.
duh nuh nuh nuh. clap, clap. duh nuh nuh nuh. do do do do…
love it? hate it?
catch the Hannah Zuckerman-Vasquez cameo? catch on to the fact that Silver was Erin Silver right away? love or hate the Kelly and Brenda reunion. andÂ NAT! nat! yay!