School Days

Finally the day has arrived that I get to send both my boys off to school (okay well it arrived yesterday, but I'm a busy person!) I have looked forward to this day since they were born-alright not really, but I wasn't choked up about it. I do seem to have this anti-parent attachment thing going on and I'm not sure why, but I think it has something to do with the fact that I have two boys that are 13 months apart. Its really okay because my kids have absolutely no desire to chose me over preschool either. My friend Patty says that this is a good thing because I have raised independent people. I'm not really sure about that one, but it does make me feel better about not feeling sad about sending them to school, although I was worried about Matt. I was sure that he would somehow manage to find himself in a situation that would require an embarrassing trip to the school while the teachers shook their heads and wondered how I raised such a wild animal! But he proved me wrong, so far, it has only been two days though. Other then waking up at the butt crack of dawn(even though school is in the afternoon) school has brought two changes in my house my kids no longer spend all day in only their underwear and I see sunlight twice a day. I have decided to leave housework for when the kids are home and spend the 2 1/2 hours of peace doing things like eating lunch, taking a shower and watching an hour of t.v. that doesn't include channels like Noggin, Nick, Sprout, Disney or PBS kids. The power of school. I know realize why parents want year around school, sure they go the same amount of day, but its easier to go through two weeks of vacation then three months. And then I just realized that I am about ready to start over again. Oh dear what was I thinking.

Matt's First Day

Ethan's First day

Matt Hanging up his backpack

Ethan writing his name

Matt and Daddy after the first day of school

The Secret Location of God

Since there has been so many thunderstorms lately I had to come up with a creative way to have the boys not be scared of thunder, but since I ran out of creativity like 4 years ago I just used what my mom used to tell me the reason for thunder is- God is bowling. This has worked wonders with the kids not being scared therefore it has worked wonders in keeping my sanity (Thank you God!). Anyway today we were at Merle Hay Mall returning some things and Jason asked Matt what he thought was down there (pointing down the stairs by Old Navy) and Matt say "God" So people who are searching for God look no further then Merle Hay Bowling Lanes! Apparently my bowling reason has caused a slight bit of confusion and lead to a really cute, sweet answer. If anyone of you people out there have something to ask or a bone to pick with God I would head in that direction, LOL. Some of the answers the kids give me are one of the reasons that being a parent rocks. The other day we were making a bee line for the van because of the rain and when we got inside Ethan asked why God was making it rain. (Oh for a little back story) My mom used to tell me that it rained cause God was crying for all the people who were sick or hurting, so again since one worked for me I gave him that answer, a while ago. But as many of you know kids love repetition he asked again that day and like any parent who is sick of repeating themselves I asked him why he thought it rained and he said, "Well I know you told me that it's because God is sad, but I think he is just watering the flowers". It was so cute. I love being a parent.