3 days before the first day of school:
Mom: "So, Emma, what are you going to wear on the first day of First Grade?"
Emma: "I am going to wear my brown and pink shirt with my new dark jeans and the socks with the pink ladybugs on them and probably my silver shoelaces with my new Skechers."
Mom: "Great choice, Emma!"
"Josh, how 'bout you? What are you going to wear?"
Josh: "I dunno. Just some clothes probably."
Mom: "Good way to start out the year, son. Have you thought about what outfit to wear?"
Josh: "I guess I could wear my new shirt."
Mom: "Which one?"
Josh: "Do I have more than one new shirt?"
Mom: "Yes, son. You have SIX new shirts..."
Josh: "Oh yeah."
This was the word for word exchange I had with my children and I thought the responses were so typical of their genders... I remember spending hours prior to 7th grade deliberating which pair of leg warmers to wear to school the first day in that 80 degree heat... "turquoise or mauve, turquoise or mauve..."
At any rate, what kind of mother blogger would I be if I didn't do a post on the first day of school? It went well, other than the fact that Emma needed to urinate all day and tried to go to use the bathroom during recess, but couldn't reach the light switch, and was too shy to ask for assistance, so she held it all day until she got home from the bus. This is not good because she didn't not urinate before school! And I thought she had the bladder of a gnat. More power to her, but we had a talk about asking for help. She is really tiny for her age (4T size clothes; 33 pounds) and quite shy. Josh started 3rd grade and came home excited about the new desks with the pull-up table tops. He is excited to have lunch and recess with his two buddies, who are 4th graders as well. 3 days down, 270 to go...
