the last monday

It’s the last day before school starts here in Austin. I’m feeling….sad. But excited. Anxious. But ready.

A few nights ago Claire plainly told me she was a little nervous about school.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because I’ll miss you,” she answered. She still complains that school is too long of a day. I could do without the 7:45 start time myself.

I’ll miss them too. We’ve done our best to make the most of the last week of summer. I vowed to do something fun every day, but I can’t keep up that charade. So we did plenty of fun, at the park and the pool (which had already instituted shortened hours thanks to a football practice induced lifeguard shortage). We went spent an entire day at SeaWorld Aquatica, because someone (not me) thought it closed at 8, but it really closed at 6, soย then we rushed over to see the penguins before the park closed. We made banana muffins. We played outside. We snuggled.

When I was at physical therapy last week, my therapist asked if I was excited about school starting.

“Eh. Kinda. Not really.”

“I think you’re the only person who’s answered that way,” he said.

I can’t explain it. I surprise myself even with my hesitance. I mean, I’m ready. Ready for some alone time. Ready to grocery shop during the weekday daylight hours again. Ready to not hear a snack request every 10 minutes Ready to be able to clean my house without someone right behind me, undoing all of my work. But I’ll miss them terribly.

I don't really have any idea what's going on here. Something about ninjas and girl ninjas's whatever.
I don’t really have any idea what’s going on here. Something about ninjas and girl ninjas and…it’s whatever.

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  1. It’s probably also the whole damn growing up thing that kids do. Sigh. Here’s the a great first day of school for the girls!

  2. I miss my kids loads more now that they’re older. Even though the snack requests and undoing of the housework still happens. I’m home alone too and it’s blissfully quiet, but I could do with some more summertime.

    1. I was thinking of this comment as I held one of my girls on my lap earlier today and told her she would still be my baby even when she was 14. And then I got really sad because I know when she’s 14 I’ll miss her being 4.

  3. “It’s whatever.” Ha…exactly. I get this. I’m ready for some queit time with Erv and all of those things you mentioned (truly never “alone” of course), but yeah….it’s like the big kids have parallel lives that I’m not part of.

  4. I felt the same way when the boy went back. I miss him. The girl misses him. :(. I liked having him around even if they would fight all the time. Things are too quiet now.

    1. Things won’t be quiet here because Zoe will talk my ear off all day until I count the minutes for her sisters to come home so she’ll have someone else to talk to. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  5. It’s funny because even with all the chaos we get used to having them around and then it’s almost too quiet. But I think I can handle “too quiet” for a little while… ๐Ÿ˜‰

    1. It’s GLORIOUS. Except then I get overwhelmed with the choices of all the things I can do with the alone time, and thenI just end up doing the dishes and staring at Facebook.

  6. I just binge-read all of your recent posts, so forgive my flurry of comments, but – you start at 7:45?? My kid doesn’t start until 9:30. It’s almost too late.

    I hope Week 1 is going well and the quiet isn’t too quiet.

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