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First Day of School

Ugh.  I HATE the first day of school!  Just had to get that out there...

I can hardly believe that summer is over.  We have been anticipating this summer for at least a year now :-)  We had so much to look forward to:  Ethan coming home, Kennedy Kousin Kamp (in an RV no less!), Interlochen (with both girls entering new divisions), and family time.

That's what I love the most about summer.  The time we are able to spend together.  I like having my "troop" of workers.  We spend mornings weeding when needed.  We take care of the dogs together (whose turn is it to feed them again?)  We shop together.  We have time to do some creative cooking.  We watch movies.  We laugh.

Oh my goodness, we laugh.  Granted, we don't laugh quite as much with Mark gone, but we still find those moments.

Too, I like summer because we don't take life quite so seriously.  We like to sleep in, and if things don't get done as quickly as I'd like them to be done, it's all good.  I guess I like things flexible.

Granted, there was some excitement from the kids.  Ethan is excited to get back into life, and he actually called me on the first day of classes, quoting "Finding Nemo":  First Day of School, first day of school.  Wake up, Dad.  First day of school!  Glo is excited to see her friends again.  Hannah is excited to get one step closer to graduating so that she can finally leave highschool....

And never fear, I acted just as excited as everyone else.  Taking loads of stuff into Ethan's basement apartment in 98 degree heat in humid Washington DC?  Nothing I would rather do!  Spending money on school supplies?  Yesssss--we'll be eating Ramen for the next week.  Sitting here at my computer in complete quiet?  I'm sure that somewhere I should be able to find my inner "chi", but let me first find a Kleenex.

With the kids gone this morning, I'm going down my list of "things to do" and ticking off the completed tasks.  We all shoulder our "responsibility backpacks" for another nine months.

Let the countdown begin for next summer.  Really.

P.S.  There's no "first day of school" picture because we have new seminary teachers who decided to start seminary on the first day of school.  With Hannah leaving at 6:25 a.m., I couldn't bring myself to wake up Glo before that!  Instead, here's the "second day of school" picture.  I only got it because Glo is taking two classes at the high school this year, and I kept Hannah home from seminary so that she could ride the high school bus with Glo.  I know....it's complicated.


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