First Day of School

I remember when I was a child...every single first day of school experience. Weeks before school started we would go to the store and get some clothes, shoes, underwear, and supplies for this monumental event. Then on the very first day my mom would get me up, I would dress, and before actually leaving to GO to school we would take the customary picture on the front porch....of me heading to school. My mom took such pride in this day....and I thought this was cheesy as rip. As I progressed to junior high/high school days we would also add a trip to Anthony's to get the dreaded P.E.uniform. They were these one piece, absolutely horrible, white things we were forced to wear in physical education. They were hot, uncomfortable,and had little to no room to move....especially if you were like me and had a long torso. Another way to torture kids at school....(insert wicked laugh here). Years would pass and one day I would find myself as a young mother getting children ready for the first day of school. Funny thing, all the cheesy things my mom did....I did them too. I have pictures of every child....on the first day of school....from the front porch. When did I become my mom? My friend Debo would always has her daughter, "Did you make any new friends today?" The kids and I thought this was the cheesiest...but her daughter has been out of school for over 10 years and she still calls me on the first day of school and asks me that question. It makes me smile everytime. It is one of those comfort moments. I know the world is right when I get that phone call around 3:45 and she asks me the question. Her daughter is a teacher now and she calls her too. This is one of those kodak moments...without the camera. I love the first day of school. It is so new and fresh. My first day yesterday was fantastic. For the first time in I cannot remember when I came home tired...but it was a good tired. I went to bed early and slept through the night. I am ready for Tuesday! Bring it on!