Back to school

Hooray for back to school!  (But I admit that I cried when I put David on the bus.  I believe I did not cry when he started kindergarten. I guess it was the emotion of starting over at a new school.)

David's first day was Tuesday, but we got more pictures on Thursday, which was Mary's first day.  (They are attending the same school--the first graders start a couple of days later.)  David and Mary are excited about riding the bus, and, as you can see, have already made some new friends.  No nerves, lots of confidence.  I have some amazing, resilient kids.

Three kids; three updates; no pictures

1.  David broke both bones in his wrist on Thursday.  He fell out of a tree house.  He has a full arm cast for two weeks.  Then he'll get a new, short cast for two more weeks.  Fortunately, it's his left arm that's in a cast, so my right-handed boy is ready to start school on Tuesday.

2.  Mary is starting first grade on Thursday at our local public school.  She will be young for her grade, which will have implications for years to come, I am keenly aware.  But we felt strongly that having her start first grade this year was the right thing to do.  She is excited.

3.  Sara is at, what I believe, is the peak, the absolute pinnacle, of baby cuteness, fun, and happiness:  She sits entirely unsupported and plays and plays but does not go anywhere and does not yet desire to go anywhere.  (This phase was months earlier and lasted about three seconds with David and Mary.  I'm loving it while I have it!)

Underestimation

I vastly, vastly underestimated the amount of work and chaos involved in this move.  Nothing major has gone wrong.  (The most important things--closing on the house, delivery of our goods--went fine.)  Just a few things here and there didn't turn out the way I'd expected.  Anyway, my body is beat and my mind is spinning.  I won't be "on the grid" much ...

I hope to be back to blogging again someday!