SCHOOL!

I usually write these things at night after my kiddos are asleep, but I'm trying to squeeze this one in before dinner. so bear with me. The only exciting thing happening is the count-down to school starting. It starts Sept 8, and my kids are very excited. what an amazing adventure it will be for them! both will be going this year and that makes me a little excited. I like to think about that 2 hours I will get with just me and belle. what on earth will I do with this time? I could read and play one-on-one with belle for as long as she will let me (shes been miss independent lately), then who knows? grocery shopping? start a new workout routine? re-organize, de-clutter, paint, and re-decorate the entire house? the possibilities are endless when you only have one well- behaved child to look after. when you chase toddlers around the house all day for 4 years, the sudden absence of the task can be a little disorienting. Then I remember back to the days when it was just brennon. I felt like I couldn't get anything accomplished! how could I possibly watch a child and do anything else at the same time? looking back, he probably thought I was pretty annoying, being all up in his space all the time. I ran behind him with a pillow and a broom, so to speak. wow how times have changed!! I can do just about anything, with three, so I'm jumping up and down with excitement (on the inside) with the thought of what I can accomplish with one. Armed with the parenting knowledge I have now, Belle and I can take on the world. One errand at a time. My older darlings have been asking every day if its time for school yet. apparently they cant wait to get away from me. No doubt about it, that means they are growing up. They don't need mommy as much anymore, they're going to be busy meeting new people and learning that they have their own little lives. (i know, i know, it preschool. not college. but it still feels the same!) and that is super depressing. I know I will be a nervous wreck while they're at school. They go to a wonderful pre-school, but I just worry about typical mom stuff. are they going to behave? are they going to get picked on? are they going to learn anything? are they going to do something incredibly embarrassing (for me, not them)? So even though I am dreaming about all this 'free' time, I will probably cry my eyes out when i drop them off, and watch the clock every second until its time to pick them up (which i will do 30 minutes early. just in case, you know, they NEED me earlier.) Chances are, we will all do just fine. so I will try my best to enjoy it and let them enjoy it. because before I know it, they'll be in high school. then none of us will be happy ;p