I don’t know when I’ll ever learn. I had this lovely vision of what yesterday would be like.
I would send the big kids off to school in a flurry of hugs and kisses and well wishes. Then I’d enjoy a leisurely breakfast with the other mommas before hunkering down in front of my computer for a solid chunk of work time while my 4-year-old played quietly at my feet.
When the kids arrived home from school, I’d be waiting in my immaculate kitchen holding a plate of homemade cookies, fresh and warm from the oven, smiling serenely as the kids plopped their backpacks down and chatted happily about their day — taking turns, of course, and responding appropriately to their siblings.
Then I would cook a special First Day of School dinner while the kids played outside with their chums, and we would all enjoy a peaceful family dinner together before herding the kids upstairs for baths and bedtimes.
And then I woke up, and yesterday REALLY happened.
Perhaps today will go a little more smoothly. There’s always a chance, right?
Today is my 4-year-old’s first day of pre-kindergarten. She is delighted because she already knows her teacher — she was her Lunch Bunch teacher last year, and also her sister’s former preschool teacher. So yay for familiar teachers!
This will be the first time, with three kids, and a total of 17 years of school among the three of them, that I have ever had a repeat teacher, and I’m looking forward to it.
Today is already off to a better start than yesterday, so I’m feeling positive. The bus send-off and preschool drop-off went smoothly, and here I sit, in a quiet house, debating what to do with myself.
I SHOULD work. But I COULD go to the grocery store, or get a pedicure, or even take a nap.
And then there’s that pesky shard of glass I somehow got wedged into my foot. I probably should get that taken care of first.
I tell ya, there’s never a dull moment.
Oh but hey. Look how cute!