My baby’s growing up!!!! Sob, sob, sob. I refer to this day as the 1st day of Emma leaving the nest. Okay, I know, I know I’m a “little” dramatic. Actually, today was a great day. The only tears shed were from Ellie saying “my Emma, my Emma” as we left the building and some almost tears from a Mama and a Daddy. Now, back to the 1st day of Preschool.
As everyone knows, we’re a different kind of family. Between Emma’s love of temporary tattoos and Ellie’s new found passion for fake burping and saying “scuse me,” well, we thrive on unconventional. So what’s more unique than having your Daddy drop you off for your 1st day of Preschool on his motorcycle. Yep, you heard me. Pink and white striped dress, church sandals, a Finding Nemo backpack and a Princess helmet made up a very memorable first day.
I called Jess at 1:00 p.m. (Emma goes from noon to 3:00 p.m.) and asked her what I’m supposed to do for the last two hours of this so-called freedom. Ellie went down for her nap at 12:10 p.m. and so did Buster. I had washed all the clothes, had them folded and put up and actually contemplated (but only contemplated) the idea of mopping the kitchen floor. I don’t think I’m going to have an excuse now not to have the house cleaned.
Here are “some” or 18 pictures of Emma’s 1st day of Preschool and , cross your fingers, a video of after we picked her up.
Lunch of Champions. . .cheesey tortillas and green beans
Another cute one of my big girl about to go to school
Emma starts the tradition of the “1st day of school” picture
Emma and Ellie
Mama (barely holding it together) and Emma, the Preschooler
Daddy (possibly barely holding it together) and Emma, the Preschooler, throwing the ever so popular ROCK ON
Daddy came home for lunch to take Emma to school and Mama and Ellie following in the truck. Ellie is screaming “I ride, I ride!!”
I don’t think any child has ever been drop off via motorcycle. I should have put her motorcycle vest on too.
Hold it together Mama, it will be okay
No tears for Emma. I’m surprised she didn’t tell me, “Mama, you’ll be okay.”
This was Ellie hugging her Emma bye bye. As soon as we walked out of the building, Ellie kept saying “my Emma.”
Is it time to go pick up Emma already?? I’ve only slept for 2 1/2 hours.
There’s Emma after her 1st day of Preschool!!
I waved at Emma and Emma waved at me. I waved at her to come here and she ran towards me. Apparently another mom waved at her son to come there too. He ran and Emma caught his foot as she ran and flew in the air and landed pretty hard on the ground. Poor baby. . .so much for a thumbs up picture for the 1st day of Preschool!
Wait, wait, all is right with the world when our afternoon snack consist of “Boston Lager” and popcorn. Note to self: try this technique when Emma has her first broken heart. Note to self: make sure Dustin isn’t wearing whitey-tighteys and saying, “Cindy (substitute my name here) what’s wrong with her? Why is she crying in the middle of the night?”
“ah cheese mama, ah cheese mama!”
Nothing like popcorn and cream soda for Emma and popcorn and strawberry milk for Ellie. . .what a day!
Only three years until I lose Ellie. . .here comes the tears. . .