Monday, August 10, 2009

how is it possible...

that we have a big third grader in our house!? em started school today and she was so excited! she's been asking for weeks how long she had to wait for school, the girl loves it and that makes nick and i so happy! i didn't like school until high school, then i loved it (i think that's the point that i stopped caring what anybody thought of me and just learned to be myself). she definitely takes after her daddy in that area!
ethan was a little lost without her, being alone with boring ol' mom all day. he kept saying "i want to go pick em up now." so cute. we went to the store and got him his own school supplies so he didn't feel left out, he was pretty happy about that and was occupied doing "homework" for part of the day!
she has the most popular teacher (a male!) in the entire school! we were so surprised and happy when we got her welcome letter!
i'm excited for the new school year (this year is extra exciting since nick is finally finished with school and will be home every night!). i like the routines that a schedule brings and i'm looking forward to the mom's group starting back up. i still get a little sad that summer is over, it goes by so quickly. i try to make it fun for the kids and do things that they like and when it's over it's just a reminder that taking the time to enjoy the little things is so important! having kids in school definitely makes time go by faster (is that possible!?).
beautiful third grader!
don't you just love her backpack!? peace signs made out of tiny flowers...
she picked it out and loves it!
i almost cried with this one, they were so sweet

we have ice cream at mcdonald's after every first day of school!

why do i have to stop eating to smile!?

happy monday!
a

1 comment:

Bree said...

awww cute! I got pics of Katie in front of the same plant before school (just smaller but hey that Kahler transplant is growing!)I didn't walk her in though I thought maybe it wouldn't be "cool" for a big bad 4th grader. I can't believe Elsa goes next year (sniff... sniff) I am gonna lose it next year. I am gonna be that mom that cries at the kindergarten door.