They have been with me virtually non-stop for about 9 years. They don't have attachment issues at all, but I do. I don't tell them that, but I hate being away from them! In fact, I remember when they were younger and wanted to go hang out at my Dad's house. I called so often to check on them that my Dad stopped answering my phone calls.
When the first day of school came, I was crazy. I imagine it happens to every mom when they ship their kids off to school, especially the first day of kindergarten. I missed them so much! I drove myself crazy all day pacing and thinking of all the bad things that could happen. I did nothing but stare at the clock and feed Nate. Honestly, the day is a blur to me. I remember thoughts of Dana sucking her thumb and the class starting a thumb sucker chant. What if they didn't wipe their butts well enough and smelled like doo-doo? (they always wipe their butts good at home...I'm just an idiot). At home they are like crazies with each other and spend half their day wrestling and trying to get each other's clothes off cause they think it's hilarious. What if they tried to disrobe their new friend on the playground?!? I was going nuts! Finally, after lunch, I put Nate in his stroller and took a walk........to the school. I walked around it, everything seemed to be fine, (duh), and I walked back home. I am such a jerk. I am really thankful for great friends who took the time to get hold of me, it really helped get my mind off things a little.
FINALLY, it was time to get them off the school bus! I stood there as the bus pulled up and the girls came running, Lexi first, with arms wide open and screaming until she got to me and gave a big hug telling me how awesome school was. Dana said it was awesome as well. So, I felt much better and listened for hours as they told me about their day. Dana told me about a boy that said "kiss+kiss=girrrrrrl" EVERY time she walked past him.
Day 2 came and was much easier on me. The girls had just as many stories to tell when they came home. One thing they agreed on was how mean the gym teacher is. I told them he's just trying to get them going. Lexi said, "Ma, he is just downright scary and non-motivational!" I laughed my butt off. I asked Dana if she has gotten in trouble for talking in class, I know her to well. She said only a few times. So I told her she better not talk in class, ever, AT ALL. She said, "okayyy, okayyy, I'll whisper". Ugh. Lexi informed me she had not broken 1 rule, which is totally believable. I began unpacking their book bags and lunchboxes, and noticed Dana didn't eat. I asked her why. She said she had changed her mind and got hot lunch because she wanted pizza. Guess she has officially made a decision of her own now!
Today was day #3. The day started with us getting woke up half an hour early by a ringing phone. So we got ready and sat around for about 20 minutes until I said it was time to go catch the bus, which stops at our driveway. We walk out the door and the bus is coming! We run off the porch and dude drives right past us! I don't know how he didn't see us. And who misses a bus when they were ready to go 20 minutes early! I called their Pappy to come and drop them off. Then sat on the porch with them while we waited, and Lexi burst into tears! I asked her why she was crying and she said, "This is one of my rules! Come to class on time, and be prepared!" I told her to stop crying, it was fine, she probably wouldn't be late, and that is wasn't her fault, it was mine. She burst out crying again and yelled, "Ohhhhh, That's another rule! Take responsibility for my own actions!" I had to laugh, it couldn't be helped! Hilarious. They got off the bus and Lexi told me she wasn't finished with her juice box and put it in her book bag, it was dripping everywhere. We went inside and I cleaned up that mess. I asked Dana how her lunch was. That morning she opted for the school lunch, chicken nuggets. She said she didn't get one. I was frantic and was like, "Well what did you eat?" She said she ate the snack I sent with her. One string cheese and yogurt. She said she was full. I explained to her that people were going to think I didn't feed her and never to do that again. Then she told me her book bag broke, no surprise there. So we had to go the store for a new one. It's been eventful, but so far, so good.
In other news, I bought a box of cereal. When we got home with it, Lexi saw, that on the back, were cut-out badges for a police officer, which went perfectly with her dress up outfit. She grabbed some scissors and went to town. Later when I went to get some, I took a look and saw the perfect badge shaped cut that was made in the bottom of the cereal bag. So we are now the proud owners of a cereal pour-spout.
I also bought the girls each a single serve, organic milk. Dana was drinking hers and going on and on about how good it was. My response was, "straight from the cows tit!" Dana asked me what a tit was. I told her not to say tit, but that it was a boob. She starts screaming, "EEEEWWWWeeeWWW!" I said, "Uhhhh, where did you think the milk came from?" She say, "The cow's butt." I was like, "So you'd rather have butt milk, then boob milk!?!" This conversation prompted her to tell me she couldn't wait to go back to school and see someone with a wedgie. When I asked her why, she said, "So I can tell them their butt looks hungry!" Haha.
Lexi had to miss a dentist appointment because Nate was running a fever. When she found out, I could see the anger in her eyes and overheard her telling Dana in a not-so-sweet voice that she had to miss her appointment because "stinkin Nate" was sick. So after I told her to get over it, the girls and I were sitting around looking at pictures, doing some reminiscing, when Dana suddenly points at a picture of herself and says, "That's before Nate was born, when I had a good life!" I was like, "WHAT?!?"
That's all there is time for now folks...but I'll blog again soon!
