K and 3rd

Today was the first day of school for my boys!

*insert Hallelujah Chorus from Handel's "Messiah" here*

Of course there was the standard "stand in front of the house and smile becuase you're HAPPY to go back to school" pose. (Thanks for the new shirts, Aunt Meg!) Miss Sophia had to get in the action too.And off they went.

What you don't see is the rest of the event. It went something like this.

Jonah realized halfway to school that we didn't have his sleep mat for naptime. Meltdown #1. Hubby ran home and got it, and the tears were instantly dried up. Phew.

Then, since the boys are in complete opposite ends of the school, Noah went his way when we got into the parking lot. I bent over to give him a kiss and he said "Mooooom! Someone might see!!" and air-kissed me. Apparently 3rd graders are too cool for goodbye kisses. Sheesh.

Thankfully, bringing Jonah to his class meetup point was uneventful and he all but kicked us out the door. Kindergarteners think they're so big & bad.

I thought we'd made it through pretty much unscathed until we got back to the front door. Sophia cheesed it up for her "skoo pitcher" and then when I said that it was time to go inside she lost it. Meltdown #2. She was crying and saying "No momma...NO! Go back to skoo and I be in kee-go-in wif Shonah!!" Aww crap. I wrestled her into the house because I could feel the neighbors start to peek out their windows to see what the commotion was all about. And yes, I bribed her with chocolate milk.

Hey, I was desperate. Don't judge.