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I rode my bike to school today!

All the grandmothers here keep asking, what did you wear on the first day of school?

I had to tell them, “Work clothes”. I went to work after I dropped the girls off!

Yes it was the first day of school this past Monday. But not just any school. This year our girls are going to a new school, never-been-opened, no-one-has-ever-sat-at-this-desk-before school. It smelled like a new car!

Our area is growing such that the previous school was getting overcrowded and need a new one to be built. We actually moved into the neighborhood, 5 years ago, where the school was supposed to be built.

Well it’s finally here!

I don’t know if the girls can appreciate a new school or not. Maybe when they are older and the school starts to look weathered and worn. In fact they barely got the school finished on time. The ribbon cutting was moved  back two weeks until last Saturday. Plans for the school include an interactive park neighboring the school, and new town rec center and a playground.

That’s right they didn’t get to build the playground yet.

It’s really to hot anyway.

But the first day of school wasn’t too bad…

It was an organized chaos. But easily half the cars or traffic then we were used to.

….cause half of the old school is coming here now.

Day 1 Organized Chaos

Oh…. you were wondering what our kids wore?

First Day Smiles!

Well, it looks like they wore clothes to play for the playground!

But Dylan wore something else!

Skye is in trance the first day

She wore her bedroom in her 40lb back pack!

I don’t know how she does not fall over backwards!

Skye still looks stunned that her summer vacation has come to and brake-screeching halt.

And then…

AND THEN…

They did not open the doors on time the first day!

The doors were easily 10 minutes late opening on opening day.

Maybe somebody did not gt the memo

….and went to the old school?

Storing Eagles

Overall it was an easy transition on Day 1 and the girls had a good experience.

~Did I tell you it was brand new?~

Day 2

Was a bit less hectic although the doors, again, did not open until 10 minutes later

Day 2 Eazy Peezy

I was wondering if maybe I did not get the memo at this point?

Day 3

Felt almost routine and even though we got there when they opened the doors.

 

This is what the main corridor looked like after I dropped off the girls off in their class and headed back out to my car…

Crickets!

Day 3 Crickets!!

I am getting up and to school Waaaaaaayyy to early!

Day 4

So on day 4 we decided to switch things up a bit and we all rode our bikes to school!!

Ladies and Gentlemen, can you all remember that?

Pulling up to school in your own cool bike and silently smirking while other kids got out of cars and buses?

I got the girls some way-cool bike locks that light up and actually mount on your bike….

….uh wait.

What do you mean they have been around forever?

Back in the day when I rode my bike to school, up hill all the way, in rain and snow, and we only used a stinkin’ key!

….in the dark.

I, I mean THEY, had a lot of fun riding to school and I am happy to say none of my girls rode over any new kindergartners or mommies with strollers.

I mentioned the ribbon cutting ceremony, that was actually last Saturday. And while they let the School Board introduce and thank each other they did let any returning chorus members from the previous school lead the room in the Star Spangled Banner..

Sorry, the lens got a little Teary

..and then we found our self in the middle of the first PTA meeting!

This mega event actually lulled the girl’s grandmother and Aunt Sue in town for the cutting of ribbons.

So Dylan got all dressed up

Maybe something more of what the grandmothers had in mind for a new school pic

And with Aunt Sue in town you know we had to take advantage of any and all Photo Ops..

Don’t Just Fly, Soar!

Sorry I kinda missed the school slogan above there with my pic.

I should have just relied on Aunt Sue

The next day, a Sunday, I actually worked and  handed out some free samples of the snacks I peddle for a living… for kids and back to school lunches. But I still took the opportunity to bond with my child as she graciously agreed to come with me and keep me company.

And why not?

She got to meet a dinosaur!

In other news…

After 4 long months we finally got our construction team to complete a new gazebo in our back yard…at the end of the summer

I don’t know if you remember or not but the old metal one took a beating from last year’s hurricane and then last winter’s freakish snow storm.

It couldn’t bare the weight, so we had to find a new one..

Yes, wood piers, buried 6 feet deep into concrete.

I may get a little more sleep during this year’s hurricane.

The view is changing from this side too as someone is sneaking in from the side and ruining any ideas of ‘private memories’ in the pool again. This may be the last summer to use it before neighbors start watching us from behind.

I wish I could stop them.

But I can’t.

That’s it from my zip code this week knuckleheads. Be sure to keep an eye on your young ones.

One of our kids just had a predator ask her to do things on her YouTube channel. You can never be too safe! The other is having misgivings about going back to school and is throwing tantrums. I may need to hire a good child therapist! They won’t be young forever. Si Dieu le veut!

 

Have a great weekend!

 

 

 

Domino College

I know I am going to get a lot of hate mail on this, but this is what works.

I played this song in the car Sunday night on the way to dinner.

It appears Dylan may know some of the words and so Mom looked at ME and just rolled her eyes (never a good sign in my family) like its all my fault or something.

The significance of Domino College?

It is a frequent song I play for Dylan when I take her to school. (don’t hate)

Shhhhh. And Dylan knows some of the words to the song too as Mom found out Sunday night.

You know, contrary to the glossy exteriors I present when telling stories of our girls, they aren’t always sugar and spice, they DON’T always want to listen and cooperate.

It’s true!

 Hard to believe but it is true.

So when Dylan climbs in my car in the morning for the ride back to school and she is crying or doesn’t want to go…or she is still hungry…or she wants me to go back and get her blanket, or her bunny or her bear and she cries,  I somehow navigate the CD player to where this song comes on and we sing, “Back To School”.

And we sing when the backup singers sing,

going back, back to school”.

And “Working vacation in for a Kindergarten education…back to school”.

And I do the hand gestures from the video and then Dylan sings along and smiles.

And we carry on and have some fun on the way to school. She enjoys singing along as she is now, ‘going back to school’.

And she always walks into school in a good mood and a smile.

Come on back to school

Does it bother Mom me that she knows some of the words to this song?

Nah. Most of this song is beyond her experience and her perception.

OH wait! 

This is Dylan we are talking about!

The other night at the dinner table Dylan calls her sister and looks out the window and just says, “Spider.”

Skylar looks at the window for a spider and then Mom and I do too. We didn’t see any spider.

After a few minutes I said, “Dylan where is there a spider? None of us see a spider?”

She nods towards the window with a smile and says, “Spider.”

Here, across the street, where they are doing new construction in vacant a lot,  in front of the lot sat a white plumbing van.

Anyone wanna guess the name of the plumbing company?

That’s right, Spider. There wasn’t a single picture of one, just the word…Spider. She had us all fooled.

Good one Dylan! 

So what of her sister? Do you think she is traveling down this path of kidding and joking and other tom-foolery?

(sigh)

I must be a terrible parent as this 3 year old has become a little rock and roll groupie. Its true

Know what I mean? No?

Take a look…

Now WHERE did she get that from? I didn’t teach her that!

I have my work cut out for me, don’t I?

DYLANism: What are you hiding in there?

This morning the girls, Chum and I were in the kitchen fetching some breakfast. Dylan was standing beside me when Chum stuck his cold wet nose on the back of Dylan’s leg to sniff her.

Dylan laughed and said, “Daddy, the dog wants to smell by butt.”

I told her that is how dog’s recognize people sometimes and then rhetorically asked, “Why, whatcha got hiding in there?” as if there was a reason Chum was smelling her toosh.

Dylan shrugged her shoulders, laughed and innocently answered “Just poop and tinkle!”

As much as some things change some things can still stay the same! You have to like her innocence and honesty.

In another note, we had a present when we reached school this morning. This is what was waiting for us as we walked in together.

full rainbow

I know this blog has been getting a bit one sided this week and I want to leave the ‘Back To School’ idea alone.

After all, millions of kids are going back to school this week or month, right?

But this being my first time to experience this,  it just seems that something remarkable happens each day so far.

Maybe its this way for everyone more or less. I dunno.

I hope so!

God has a plan when he puts the end of a rainbow in the direction of school. A different kind of 'pot-of-goid'.

God has a plan when he puts the end of a rainbow in the direction of school. A different kind of ‘pot-of-goid’.

My homework

This whole experience of Dylan starting school has reminded me of that one car commercial with the little girl sitting in the car and the Dad telling her to be careful.

Do you know which one I mean?

The girl is sooo Dylan!

She says, “Daddy, OK” just like that.

Is that our (not so distant) future?

To steal a line from the comments yesterday, “yes, I clearly am the ones with the growing pains”

Several people asked for pictures of Dylan going off to school today. I imagine it was to see how she was going to handle her first day.

Would she be scared? Would she be nervous? Would she be intimidated. Would she make Dad carry her.

Here is a quick look of our girl as she prepares for her new experience:

And that last look was the same look of that teenager in the video above?

Did I you all worry for nothing? She was cool as a cucumber!

I didn’t get a lot of pics today, as I was there for her support, remind her of how proud we are of her and honestly just in awe of how well she walked into school. So here are a few pics outlining the morning from cameras on cells. Day two begins in 8 hours!

Her first "Back To School" dress

Her first “Back To School” dress

Family Hug

Family Hug

Waiting patiently while Dad gets it together

Waiting patiently while Dad gets it together

WP_20130819_005Hey, there’s a wall with my name on it!”

Waiting in line at her new class roomThat last look is Priceless to me. She is displaying ‘cool as a cucumber’ and the confidence of ‘this ain’t nuthin’ but a thing’ while she waits patiently outside her classroom waiting for school to begin.

And she will show them, the best is yet to come!

And part one of our homework has just been handed in…..

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