Tuesday, August 4, 2009

It's the MOST wonderful time...of the year

Do you remember that commercial a few years ago with the father gliding down the aisle at the OfficeMax or Depot or something on a cart shopping for back to school supplies while the 2 kids looked at him with big frowny faces?

That's me. I'm the father. Dancing in the aisles.

Kylie is the embodiment of the 2 kids. VERY frowny face.

For the last week I've been trying to get her into a better sleeping cycle but so far to no avail. The problem is, of course, that I'm not home during the day to make her stay awake. So even if I wake her up at 7am when I leave for work, she goes RIGHT back to sleep. Then stays up until 2 or 3 am even though her bedtime is 9:30pm.

Kylie says she's excited for 8th grade. Finally she'll be a top dog at the school. Her hair is green, her clothes are black, her make up, well, that's still gone. But she's ready to start. Ready to BE. Except for that whole sleeping thing and friend thing and locker thing, she's ready. But grumpy.

Lulu on the other hand... Lulu is BEYOND excited to start real school. She's believed she's been in school for at least a year now and she was because she was in preschool. But now, now she's a Kindergartner. She'll FINALLY gets to go to the place I've been dragging her for the last 5 years. She knows the layout, she knows the people, she knows how to line up and sit on the carpet etc.

Everyday now I get reminded that pretty soon she'll be a DARTH MOUTH kid and she'll be a helper and eat lunch at the table and wave at everyone.

Kylie doesn't want to talk about it.

Kylie goes this Thursday. Technically our kids start school tomorrow but in middle school they let the 6th graders try it out for a day and give the 7th and 8th graders an extra day to sleep in.

Lulu doesn't start until next Thursday. Kindergarten starts a week later.

We have new clothes, new shoes, new socks and tonight we will be getting new school supplies. Life at my house? It's the MOST wonderful time.... of the year.


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