Ahh...the mark of the end of summer....the first day of school! I have been counting down for this day since we said good-bye to our last visitors of summer. As soon as the vacations are over, the suitcases unpacked and put away and the last of the laundry done, it get into this "what to do" rut. The temperatures soar over 100 degrees most days and the humidity soaks my poor kids faces and bodies. It is no fun to be outside unless you are in the pool and if anyone has tried braving a poolside morning with a toddler and an infant, it is more than a little challenging on a good day. The promise of school beginning means there is something to do. But it is so much more than that around our house.
The first day of school means the predictability of routines. We thrive on routines and structure in our house. The mornings, afternoons and evenings all flow much more smoothly. Even on non-school days, there is more fun, less fights, more laughter and less tamtrums. School means the house is always clean, the laundry never piles, I have some "me" time, Connor runs out energy and gets an exceptional Christian education. I am more patient, Connor is more receptive to everything because he isn't bored with the monotony of being at home.
There is a small piece of my heart that is always sad about the first day of school. It's like he is opening another chapter of his life and I understand he is only 3. But I'm not being dramatic here. If you have children, how fast have the last 3 years flown? I know before I blink my eyes and turn my head, I will be taking pictures for the first day of Kindergarden and beyond. Better enjoy it before it passes. Or better yet, my new favorite little mantra, "Be present."
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