It has been such a bittersweet week here in the Smith house. “The babies” (yes, I realize that they are not really babies anymore… but what else can we call them?) went back to school on Monday. I LOVE their new school. The staff is so warm and welcoming and the administration is wonderful with their level of communication.
Slaton will have his first FULL day of school tomorrow. However, today he attended for several hours and he had a blast. They went on a hunt for the gingerbread boy who had escaped. The children are led throughout the school, following the notes the gingerbread boy left behind, to find him. The reward for the children is that they find him  and then they all get to eat gingerbread! The goal for the teacher is for the children to begin to learn their way around the school and to meet the various staff. I had secretly hoped the teachers might do this today and so last night I had read the children The Gingerbread Baby by Jan Brett. Jan Brett has long been a favorite children’s author of mine and I certainly hope my children will someday feel the same way. 

So, here we are on Thursday night and it feels that the week is going on forever. I have driven to school and back from school seven times this week and I am feeling much more like a stay-at-home mom than a working mom. I have to say that I kinda like it. It is a good thing I have a few more sessions booked for this week to remind me how much I love that too!!!! 

Hugs and prayers to all of you who are sending your “babies” off to school over the next couple of weeks!


PS I did ask Slaton what else he thought we cold start calling “the babies” since they are growing up. He said we could call them “dog and cat.” Somehow I do not think that is much better! Let me know if any of you have any suggestions. It is hard raising twins who are not at all twins. These are the thoughts that stump me.