So, yes, they are back in school and I am back to my 16 cups of tea before 6:30 am and it's nice to be able to breathe for a moment and not attend to or wipe anything after 8:30 am. BUT I kinda... miss them....
The noise (yelling) the lazy days, the moments of sibling care (few but there) I miss that. Already.
Now we are headlong into paperwork and pretend smiles on the playground. Back to adjusting and hurried pace. Back to realizing that even though we may be going into this school routine for the 1st time or the 15th time, time is fleeting and somehow we need to appreciate the paperwork, unconscious mornings and tantrums over hair elastics. And even though I said I would never be one of those people who tell you to "cherish every moment" here I am with my liar-liar-pants-on-fire wardrobe. We are going to blink and snow will be falling, Spring will be swooning and we will then have our toes in the sand. We will meet in this back to school place once again with our droopy everything and try to catch time with an insect net. So go grab that extra tea and join me in a moment of thanks. It's OK if you bitch the moment after. That's allowed :-)
