back to the grind
Wednesday, August 12 |
1 Comment Today was the official day of school starting for our Brielle. I can’t believe we have a first grader in the house. She is getting so big. She looked so cute in her new outfit (minus the hat, see my other blog post)! She had her shine new backpack, new outfit, sparkly white shoes, and a new trim (of the hair). She was ready for action, but was I?
I remember being so nervous the fist day of school: I couldn’t sleep, I had butterflies in my stomach, I just was so unsure, but not Brielle. I went in to wake her up at O’ dark thirty, really at 6:45 which is so stinkin’ early for us and she was sawin’ logs like this was a normal day, like nothing was happening. She didn’t want to get up for anything. When she finally rolled out of bed she got her outfit on and we were on the run. She was fine and ready for school. Me still a bit nervous just hoping all would go well. Would she like her teacher, would she have fun, yet learn a lot, would she meet friends, there were so many questions, but what could I do, but walk away and leave her to Mrs. Smith (her teacher) Who seem super sweet and super nice.
We hung out and took care of some stuff around the house and patiently waited for Brielle, which wasn’t long since it was early release, and then we headed out to get her. Colby, Cooper and I waited outside her door and out she came. Looking anything, but impressed. What did that mean? So we asked how was your day and she said okay. She said, they did a lot of going to the rug, then to the desk, then to the rug, then to the desk, then to the rug…. Okay, okay I get it. Well what was the best part of your day we ask? RECESS, she replies. Ugggg our little Brielle always wanting to play. We’ll see what the year has to bring, always a new adventure. (I know the one picture is blurry cause I snapped it as she was running in, but I think it's cute how she still smiles and waves and doesn't mind having us walk her to her door, one day she'll be to old for that, but until then I'll keep walking her right up to her classroom door)

















