It was the FIRST day of school here in North Carolina.
Claire: 12th grade
Jane: 11th grade
Oliver: 9th grade
Nicholas: 7th grade
Charlotte: 2nd grade
This morning as I took the token first day of school photos,
I was holding back tears thinking that this was
Claire's last first day of grade school with her siblings.
I was holding back tears thinking that this is Jane's
last year of school with Claire.
I was holding back tears thinking about Oliver
starting his first year in High School.
I was holding back tears thinking about Nicholas
all alone in middle school without Oliver with him.
And I was holding back tears thinking about Lottie
just even going to school. (I want her to be 2 or 3 years old forever).
Especially since she's had kind of a rough start with her teacher situation,
her classroom, and her trying to understand why all of her other friends
are in the other classes together without her.
BUT...she can do it...I can do it, we can do it together!
I picked up Gigs and Lottie at the bus stop.
Nicholas had a lot to tell me on the ride home,
and Lottie pooped out and fell asleep in the car.
(I doubt she slept much the night before).
Just as we pulled up to The White House,
my high-schoolers pulled up too.
Later that evening around the dinner table with burrito bowls
the kids all gave us a full report on their day.
Hearing what French class was like for Jane and Ollie had
me laughing out loud.