Look at those young fledglings, just starting 1st grade–first year in a real elementary school–and 3rd grade. So green, they were.
Now, look at them.
They’re oozing with knowledge and all kinds of important skills ever-so pertinent for 1st and 3rd graders. Things like drawing to make things look three dimensional, multiplication, who Neil Armstrong is, what buy-one-get-one-free at the book fair means, how to buy strawberry shortcakes at lunch, how to find your way home.
I would have photographed the two adorable balloons we picked up for them this morning. But, that would have meant entrusting them to a 5 year old already holding a large Star Wars spaceship or a 2 year old who was screaming “I do! I do! I do!” and would have promptly let them go.
Welcome summer.
Welcome heat. (Right now, I’m hiding out in my bedroom where we have a window unit to escape the children the stifling heat downstairs)
As they started arguing this afternoon, I sternly said, “Is this what it’s going to be like all summer?” to which Drew answered, “not all summer.”