Oh, I don’t mean between me and one of the boys, though I did get some of that on Thursday when Linus was “sick” and I had to pick him up from school. (He wasn’t really sick, he just said he felt like he needed to throw up, and therefore I got the call to pick him up. Later, he told me he drank too much water and that’s why his tummy hurt. Insert huge eyeroll here.)
No, this one-on-one time was with me and my mom. She claims I haven’t been to Baton Rouge without the boys since I was pregnant. While that is possible, it seems unlikely. I think I have been up alone one other time in the past five years and nine months. Hmm.
Most of our time was spent shopping. Woo hoo! I needed some new clothes for the fall, and if my mom wanted to treat me to some, who was I to say no? Rob her of that joy? That would just be mean. So I let her buy me a few things…
Obviously, getting a ton of new clothes is nice, but what was really great was hanging out with her and Larry without three screaming banshees running around. That may sound awful, but I’ll tell ya. It was relaxing.
Over the weekend, I got an email from another mom in Oliver’s class, asking for volunteers to bring snacks for the class. I signed up to bring Monday (today)’s snacks. Went to the store yesterday, asked Linus what he wanted me to bring, and got it all ready.
Yeah, that’s right. I asked Linus. Because Oliver has Linus’s old teacher. So while I was picturing Oliver’s teacher, I was putting Linus back in her class. So when Linus’s assistant teacher helped unload the kids at dropoff, I asked her to take the snacks to class for me. She seemed a tad confused, saying that another child’s mom was supposed to be bringing the snacks. I confidently told her that no, I was bringing them today.
After I drove off, I had to pull over so I could double check that I was sending the snacks to the right class. Alas, I was not. So I emailed everyone involved and texted the teacher and hopefully Oliver’s class won’t be snackless today while Linus’s class gorges on grapes, pretzels, and whatever Tavie’s mom is bringing.
Man, I haven’t been posting much, have I? No good reason. I have plenty I can write about…
Like, the Moms Night Out that the other blog I write for put on. It was a huge success! Great time was had by all.
And I got my hair did for it. Nice.
And I took a couple of days off work between camp ending and school starting. The boys and I had a little fun. We saw Turbo (better than I expected), visited school, went to the gym a couple of times, and went to the Children’s Museum.
And, so, yeah. That’s about it. Just random stuff. Getting back into the groove of school starting has been challenging (boy, I do NOT miss the traffic on the way to school) but it’ll get better.
(Did I spell that right? It’s one of those words I’ll never be totally confident I’m spelling right, like niece. Neice? You know what I mean.)
Anyway, yes. Today is the boys’ first day of kindergarten. We went to the school on Monday to get their class assignments, and I’m very happy with their teachers and who is in their classes. (Is it wrong that I was more concerned about the friends in their classes than their teachers?) Oliver has Linus’s teacher from last year, and Miles’s teacher’s aid from last year. Miles and Linus have new male teachers, but Linus’s aid is Miles’s from last year. Confusing enough? Millie is now in Oliver’s class, and the boys’ twin BFFs are, like last year, one in Oliver’s class, and the other in Linus’s. Anyway.
I cut their hair last night, for the first day of school. Tried to make it look different from each other. I may have gone a bit far. Ah well, they’re boys! It will grow back!
When we got inside, they weren’t thrilled to be going into their classes, but it went much better than last year. The sweetest, most heartwarming moment ever ever ever was when Oliver was standing outside his class, not budging. So I went inside and grabbed Anders (one of the aforementioned twins) and asked him to come see Oliver. He walked up to Oliver and gave him and enormous hug (well, first he went for Miles) and then the two of them walked into the classroom without a backwards glance. Oh, my heart!
Sniff, sniff, they’re growing up so fast!
Just wanted to post about some good things. All sorts of good things. Okay, maybe just two good things.
The other night was White Linen Night. It’s like a block party on this street with lots of art galleries. You wear white. Duh. I haven’t been in years, but when I heard my cousin Clark was having a show at one of the galleries, I made it a priority to go this year. Me and Steph went. It was fun.
(BTW, Clark painted the big mural that I took the boys’ Christmas pictures in front of last year. Remember this beaut?)
And I ran into the boys’ teachers from last year! That was fun.
Also good? These Greek yogurt bars. I cannot get enough of them. Which isn’t a Good Thing. But they’re only 2 WW points, so heck, even if I eat the whole box (which I totally could do), it wouldn’t destroy me. It also comes in pints. Soooo goooooooood!