Tuesday, September 22, 2015

{some days} #sol15

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Some days ...
... are long and tiring
and I can't wait to fall 
into bed at the end of the day.

Some days ...
... are busy and quick
and I'm hoping to find
an extra hour in the day.

Some days ...
... are full and exciting
and my brain is ready
to explode.

Some days ...
... are just a day
to cross off the
quickly changing calendar.

Most days ...
 ... I need to remind myself
to stop the hurry. Wait. Breathe.
Enjoy this moment. Now.

Because somedays will be 
most days and they will
all become one day --

And I want to 
remember ...
All the days.


Tuesday, September 8, 2015

(a BIG help} #sol15

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Many things have changed as we opened this new chapter in our lives.  Beginning kindergarten is a BIG step, and my two daughters have made this transition with ease. (Me? That's another chapter in this story!)

One BIG difference this year is lunch. We must provide lunch on a daily basis. In years past, lunch was provided by our day care provider during the school year. But this year, we have doubled our lunch making from two to four lunches every day.

I prepared myself for the BIG feat. I purchased the best little lunch bags to provide a healthy lunch with room for lots of variety and options. (I learned about this from a first grade friend from my school after having lunch with her last year!) I printed and laminated little lunch notes with sweet little messages. I scoured Pinterest for lunch ideas and suggestions.

I was ready to go.

Until day one ... when I found my husband up early making all of our lunches. (Yes, without me asking!) And this has happened every day of school.  Four lunches, including four varieties of sandwiches.* So sandwiches take some extra time (and careful planning) to make.

Sure, I've shared my thoughts of what to sneak into the lunch or changed out the lunch notes or added a napkin.  But Daddy has taken over this BIG duty ...

And I cannot thank him enough. It's one BIG job that is time consuming and necessary every day. It's such a blessing to know that he makes all of our lunches with love.  (And I've even received a few lunch notes too!)


*One morning my husband posted on FB: How do you PB&J? I've got one PB and grape jelly, one PB and blackberry jelly, one PB and honey, and one half-and-half of PB and grape jelly and half PB and honey. :)

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

{a new chapter} #sol15

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Have I told you lately how thankful I am for this community?  I appreciated your words of encouragement, your tweets of wondering, and your silent prayers for us as we started a new chapter in our lives: Kindergarten.

Last Tuesday was an amazingly difficult, yet celebratory day as my twin daughters marched into school ready to take on the world ... or at least kindergarten.  I cried tears of joy and tears of worry as I walked away, leaving my 'baby' girls with strangers that I did not know.

I had to trust the very same system that I encourage other parents to do at my school.  Trust without even thinking or knowing.  Being on the other side as a parent has brought a new perspective on my thinking as a teacher.  And then I remembered ...

Image from Pinterest

Those two girls are my whole world.  We survived that first day of school and four more days since.   I didn't do it alone.  Your comments, Voxer messages, and DM tweets throughout the day lifted me up.  I also recently found out that my neighbor and other friends said they see the girls every day when they pick up their children.  Such a relief to know they see familiar faces during the day.  A calming thought knowing they are being looked after.

Their Daddy and I picked them up after the first day of school, and they both agreed emphatically, "Kindergarten is way more better than preschool!"  Every day they are excited about going to school.  
And then just yesterday I was told, "Mommy, you picked us up too early! We want to stay!"  I guess that's a good problem to have!