I guess I should say, Emma has a driver's license and a car to use. My heart gave a bit of a painful squeeze watching them drive away, all big and independent. Sniff.
Annie and Maddie were excited about school- not nervous in the least. They are 5th graders, and their dad is the principal. Worry is for lesser mortals.
I took the girls shopping last week for their new, back to school t-shirt. Emma opted for new slip-on shoes instead, so they are all wearing at least something new.One of Ryan's students won a ride to school in a fire truck from National Night Out. It was newsworthy, so here's a screenshot of the district Facebook photo of Mr. Principal, student, Mr. Superintendent, and a fireman. I don't know why the photo quality is so terrible, but c'est la vie. This little photo shoot had to be discussed in advance, with Ryan and the fireman having a discussion about where exactly would be a good place to park and turn around in the confusion of the first day of school. The student appeared to have brought all of his near relations to school. There was a party of about 14 who all wanted a photo with the firetruck, and then they all walked the student to class. I glimpsed the party when I brought Annie and Maddie to school.
What a zoo though. I had to park across the street in our church parking lot because there were no parking places at all in the school parking lot. But I didn't know that until after I drove through the parking lot. Consequently, Annie and Maddie made it to class just after the first bell. We've never been that late on the first day.