I feel like this summer has been more like a tornado. I started it off by accepting a new job that has been wonderful, but certainly time consuming. And then, as school ended, all us parents looked around at each other and panicked that we wouldn’t see each other every day anymore. Screw the kids! (Have I mentioned how fortunate I am to have Declan in a school with a boatload of GREAT parents?) So we all flipped out our calendar devices and scheduled the crap out of the summer. And while it was fun, I have talked several times about how overwhelming it’s been. Then, there was a two week gap in Declan’s care, so I stayed home with him and we both promptly got the worst mothereffing colds of the year. I am STILL recovering! Then, the next week, my mother and aunt came to cover the other week. Have I mentioned we have a small house? A small, small, house with one shower? But seriously. What I will remember about that week is how over the moon in love with his grandparental figures Declan is. Learning to blow bubble gum bubbles from Pata. Tickling his Oma till she about tooted from laughter. Running around the house like a crazy person. AT. ALL. TIMES.
All of which abruptly ended with the beginning of 1st Grade yesterday.
My mom and aunt came to school to see him off for his first day and then weepily got in the car for their drive back to Maryland (yes, they like to drive cross country). We saw him into his lineup for school, dropped his school supplies in his classroom, and gave one last fleeting glance back as he sat in front of his new teacher with all his new classmates in his new classroom.
I am never good with change, but we were ready for school to start this year. Kinda.
It’s been a fun, crazy summer.