I’ve been counting down the days until school starts again. This summer has been insane; between my kids, the bonus kids, no camps, traveling, that stupid storm, and trying to keep my head above water for work, I really was just waiting for today to come.
We had a few hiccups this morning, but everyone got to school on time. I’ve spent the last few weeks preparing Enigma for middle school, with a considerable lack of cooperation from the IEP gods who seemed to think it was somehow okay to not produce paperwork on time. But, we prevailed. Enigma pretty much told me to stop bothering him and went into the school alone.
The Twitches went to their classes with little fuss, except Sunshine who was sad and was going to miss me all day. Dozer… well, she didn’t give a damn. Bye, Mom.
Boy Wonder (THAT’S his new blog name!) started high school today, complete with two trips back home because he forgot his schedule and then forgot his lunch money. He wasn’t a bit nervous
So, after all was said and done, I came home to an empty house and smiled. I survived the summer. Hell. Yes.
The first 30 minutes were great.
Then… I realized that nobody was bugging me for a snack, or for something to do. The crushing realization that Enigma was just thrust into Middle School without his Mommy Parachute has had me zoned out all morning. Boy Wonder freaking started HIGH SCHOOL. What if he’s shoved in a locker somewhere? What if The Twitches are scared to be by themselves at school?
WHY DON’T I HAVE CRUSHING DEADLINES TO KEEP MY MIND OFF MY KIDS THIS WEEK?
Obviously, this conundrum can only be solved by one thing.