Back to School

On the first day of school dad gives each of the kids a blessing and then we drive them to school. On the way out of the neighborhood my sweet Jeff says "Well mothers are rejoicing everywhere right now" My kids asked why? Is there a party for just moms today? In my mind I'm thinking yes, each one of us is having our own celebration. Wow what did I not do???? I cleaned, sewed, read, exercised, watched a movie I wanted to watch while I folded laundry. It was glorious! However, it was sure nice to see their faces walk in the door later. Then the fighting, teasing, carpooling craziness began!

Olivia started her last year of preschool. She informed me she did not understand why she could not go to kindergarten with all of her friends. She said, "Mom, I can write my name, I know all my shapes, numbers, colors, letters, and I have to go back to Preschool." Reminding her that she is still only 4 does not seem to help.
On the second day of Preschool, she reminded me that she was almost 5 and almost in Kindergarten, that I no longer needed to walk her to her cubby in the school, that I should wait by the gate if I needed to, otherwise I should just go because she can do it herself. So my last baby does not need me anymore. Everyday I wait by the gate not because she needs me to, but because I need to.
After 14 years of constant company, I am finally able to go to the bathroom without an audience. I love my 4 little snuggies and I am REALLY enjoying my quiet time, but I sure miss them while they are gone.