It's official. Not that is wasn't already.
We've been back to school for a week.
Long enough for it to go from great, cool, taunting you with fall weather, back to hot, humid, throw summer in your face weather.
Just in time for all the kids to be cooped up in a school building where you're not allowed to open the windows.
Yeah, that's right.
Where was I going with this...
Oh, yeah, back to school.
Grace has been officially initiated into Junior High and seems to think I was doing all my worrying for nothing.
NOTHING I TELL YOU!
Obviously she's never been a mother!
Well, anyway, school is going great for both Grace and Evan, and tomorrow, we'll find out just how well for Grace.
While she's enjoying volleyball practice, Brent and I (or maybe it'll just be me, we haven't decided) will be shadowing a day in the life of Grace.
It's back to school Welcome Night for Parents.
We get to go to school, and follow along with our child's schedule, going to class, getting books out of the locker, etc. and see if we can make it on time.
THIS is why I STILL sometimes have dreams about not being able to open the combination lock on my high school locker!
I'm getting a cold sweat now just thinking about it for tomorrow night.
It's been 20 years since I was a high school senior.
Yep, I've said it, now you know how truly old I am, and sometimes feel.
High school had some of the best times of my life, but do I want to relive it?
Then when she's done with Volleyball, we can laugh about how stressed I was getting to each class in 4 minutes.
Her classes are all spread out all over the building. I think I'll wear tennis shoes, and take an ibuprofen before I go.
However, the first day of school, I made her a detailed map of the school and where her classes were (color-coded if I may add) so she wouldn't get confused. We'll have to see if I remember the map.
Wish me luck. I bet I'll come home and have the dream about the locker combo when my head hits the pillow.