Bye, Bye Summer Vacation

Today is the last day of summer vacation and in the morning starts the hustle and bustle of waking up to an alarm, rushing to get the kids to the table for breakfast, packing lunches, doing homework, hunting for the other shoe and keeping my fingers crossed that my kids have a great day at school. Since this will be my first school year as a SAHM I’m really looking forward to picking Emma up from school. Last year I got to drop her off but I never got to pick her up…oh, how I’m looking forward to being the first one to hear about her day and the new things she learned. It may not seem like much to some but for me it’s HUGE!

My husband has worked the last 13 weekends straight which means I’ve been going non-stop for quite a while without any time to recover my sanity. Those of you who know me well know I didn’t start with much to begin with. So, basically we are in very scary times since I don’t know if I’m coming or going. My sweet 6 year old daughter actually asked me yesterday morning if her daddy still lived here. My response “I’m still getting his paycheck so all seems well sweetie.” I am bit upset that we didn’t get to take a summer vacation and that we really haven’t had any family time together at all. Isn’t that what summer is all about? I have taken the kids to the lake for a few days – by myself, I have taken them swimming quite a bit – by myself and we’ve made several trips to fun parks and recreation areas – by myself.

All in all nothing that will probably stick out in their mind 10 years from now as memorable. The one thing they will remember about this summer is that they became Aunt Emma and Uncle Robby on July 13th when their big sister brought Jayden Bryce into the world.

I’ve got Emma all set to start 1st grade tomorrow except for a few papers from Meet the Teacher that I still need to fill out. She’s very excited about school starting and it’s probably because she knows I’m a ticking time bomb right now. Seriously; she loves school and I’m thrilled about that because I know next year I’ll be dragging my son into Kindergarten kicking and screaming like something off a really bad B rated horror movie. He is starting Pre-K this year at a local church 2 days a week. I’m hoping this will get him semi-used to the idea of being in a classroom environment and actually acting like a human being for a set period of time. I do have to say that I am looking forward to spending lots of one on one time with my Rob-Rob. I’ve always felt he got ripped off a little. Taylor had me all to herself for 13 years. Then I had Emma. Taylor was wrapped up in loads of activities and friends and Mike was in Iraq for a year so Emma got lots of time just the two of us. Then came Robby and he’s always had to share my attention but for the next nine months from 8a to 3p Mon, Wed and Fri he gets me all to himself. You know what? He may go running into his Kindergarten teacher’s arms with relief next year.

Emma with her 1st Grade Teacher Mrs. Hicks

I can almost hear that school bell ringing…