A couple of weeks ago Lolly and Frostine started first grade. The transition from kindergartners to first graders has been pretty seamless. They love their teachers and
I am loving they are getting used to the longer days. Here they are on the first day of school.
Oh wait... that's just what I see when I look at them. Here is what my first graders actually looked like on the first day.
The day after school started, they went and turned six years old. I still can't get my head around the fact that I gave birth to twin girls six years ago. They had a party at a local bakery with some of their friends and each girl went home with a mini cake that they decorated themselves. I'm sure lots of parents were cursing me for sending their kids home full of sugar, but it was a blast and the girls loved it.
As if that wasn't enough excitement, Gloppy started preschool on Monday. My charming little side kick is no longer a baby, or even a toddler. He's a little boy.
Gloppy has had no problem at all getting used to big boy school. It's me that can't quite get used to it. I got a little choked up walking him into school the first day as my mind wandered to a day when I walked my little girls into their first day of preschool with Gloppy strapped to my chest in a Baby Bjorn. As I watch him playing with all the kids, he seems so little to me and I have stop myself from running to scoop him up and take him home to play trains.
But I get over it when I pull into my driveway and walk into my quiet house three mornings a week. Summer was everything it should be... lazy, sunny, fun-filled and packed with family togetherness. But it's kind of nice to be back to our school year routines.