We got back from our road trip adventure last week and I’m still trying to figure out which end is up because I still feel a little upside down. I joked on Twitter/Facebook last week that I wish I had a stunt double, but I think I’m starting to find my groove again. That said, I’m not sure when I’ll get around to telling my road trip stories, but I did want to get back in the blog swing of things.
Today was the first day of school in a new school for the little Snoodles. I have two second graders and a fifth grader this year. I hopefully have some great pictures in my good camera. Unfortunately my good camera and the one computer we have that still works are not playing well together. I took some “after the first day of school” pictures on my phone to send the family, so those will have to suffice for today.
(They aren’t flashing the “peace sign,” they’re reminding you that they are second graders this year. I stole this idea from my college friend Sara.See? I was stealing people’s ideas way before Pinterest made it cool!)
And here’s the fifth grader:
I smudged out the name of the school with my untouchable photo editing skills. How impressed are you by me?
The first day of the school usually gives me a really bad case of the melancholies. Yes, I know it’s easier to take care of appointments and run errands and go to the grocery store when the kids aren’t with me, but I can’t help but miss them all the same when school starts. God has blessed me with the job of mothering these three incredible little people and I really enjoy our extra summer time together. Look at these faces? Can you blame me?
My friends who are a little further along the mom trail than I am gave me some very good advice when my kids started school. They said I should plan something fun for the first day of my school to take my mind off my baby birds who are now one year closer to leaving the nest. This year, another mom friend of mine and I treated ourselves to Starbucks and a pedicure.
I chose this color because: A. Even though it’s still summer degrees outside, I wanted something that reminded me of fall. B. It reminds me of Sus‘s go-to color: OPI Root Beer Float. I guess you could say it’s her “signature color.” (Name that movie.)
The kids said they had a good first day and they’ve all agreed to go back tomorrow so I’m going to go ahead and put a mark in the “win” column.
I don’t have a witty segue to the next part of this post because it’s been a long, full day and I’m ready to move on to the “do nothing” portion of my evening, so consider yourself transitioned.
I hate to miss the “coming attractions” trailers at the movies. I even watch them (at least the first time) on DVD movies. I don’t fast forward the clip of next week’s show when we’re watching our favorite TV programs on the DVR. So it’s only appropriate that I give you a few “coming attractions” for some upcoming Snoodlings posts.
Tomorrow, I’ll actually be posting over on my friend Jeff Noble’s blog. He pastors a church in a college town and is doing a series of guest posts about Five Things You Didn’t Learn in College. He was gracious enough to ask me to contribute and my post will be up some time tomorrow. I’ll come by here and post the link in case you want to stop by and say hi over there.
I read more and watched less TV this summer and as a result, I have some gently used books that I want to tell you about and then give away if you’re interested. My buckling bookshelves would thank you greatly and those posts will be coming in the not so distant future.
I had the opportunity to meet some of my favorite North Carolina bloggers while I was on my road trip and if I can convince some of them to let me borrow a few of their pictures from our meet and greet, I’ll be posting a little story about how the great big World Wide Web can make family out of complete strangers. I’m not kidding! I’m talking real and true actual family!
I thought I had one more thing to add to the Coming Attractions but for the life of me, I can not think of what it might have been. It’ll be a surprise.
So go get another squirt of butter on your popcorn and meet me back here.
It’s good to be home.