School

Yes, I'm ready for school to start. I'm excited for the "break." It will be easier to do errands and keep the house tidy with fewer kids. I imagine there will be moments of quiet (and I LOVE quiet).
We went up to the school today to see the class lists. Both of the kids have been anxious about who will be in their class and who their teachers will be. Reed was pleased to find out that he has two friends in his class. Sophie was relieved that she got the teacher she wanted. I caught her quickly wipe a tear when she located her name. In that moment, I was reminded that I'm not going to be there when school starts. I will miss lots of things. I cannot control who is nice to them and who is not. I cannot hug them when they are sad. I cannot play with them at recess when they can't find a friend. I cannot cheer them on when they need a little encouragement. I won't know every detail of their day.
Despite all of that, I have lots of hopes for this school year. I hope that they will make new friends. I hope they will be kind. I hope they will respect their teachers. I hope they will ask lots of questions. I hope they won't write on all their clothes with dry erase markers (Reed). I hope they will eat the lunch I pack them. Mostly, I hope they will be happy.
I'll be there at the end of the day asking all kinds of annoying questions and counting down the days until summer comes.