We don’t have the first day of school here at our house anymore. We’ve been empty nesters for the last 7 years, so the start of school is barely a blip on our radar. This is the first day of school here in Upstate NY though. My neighbor watches a bunch of kids in the morning before the bus comes and I can hear them out there now, laughing and fooling around.
I’m in school myself for two weeks – training for a new project that will take me through the end of the year. A drawn out boring class, dominated by clueless people who are driving me nuts as you know if you follow my emotional outbursts on Twitter these days.
Unlike some parts of the country where the weather hasn’t yet really begin to change, here the air has a different quality all of the sudden. There is a softening and the light has taken on a mellower cast because because the sun is lower in the sky and gets filtered through the trees before hitting the ground. We still have weeks of nice weather before us, but there can be no doubt that summer has lost it’s hold on us.
And though, this morning, there is no rush to throw off the casual summer attitude about how to spend our time in favor of wearing just the right thing for the first day of school and no mad dash to find essential items that were “right there just a minute ago”, I thought I would throw out a couple of photos that remind me of what once was.
Two girls – going to school for the first time, 5 years apart, getting on the same bus, with the same driver, stopped at just the same spot. That bus ride began the journey that they continue still. Out. Away. Beyond.
Tense hands clutching a book bag, little faces, anxiously looking to see me telling them they will be fine, they will have fun, they will love their teachers and meet lots of new kids, that we will have a yummy snack when they get home and they can tell me everything they did all day.
Happy first day of school!
What sweet pictures!
Last year, on all of my children’s very first day of “real” school, my husband called from work to ask if I’d gotten pictures of them getting on the bus. They were ten, thirteen and fourteen at the time. Never even occurred to me. But now I wish I had.
Awwwww! I love trips down memory lane. Thanks!
Aw, very sweet.
I admit to becoming a curmudgeon though. As a work-at-home writer, what the beginning of school means to me is that the neighborhood will be quieter.
What a couple of pretty girls you had. You are one lucky mom.
Kidding…Thanks for the trip down memory lane.
I just got butterflies in my stomach for those little girls in the photos. :)
sara
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How precious! You did good Dlyn and Lar!
What precious memories and photos.
Thank you for sharing.
Bear((( )))
ps My big boy grandson did just fine on his first day in SENIOR Kindergarten.
We talked on the phone and I saw pictures that Daddy & Mommy emailed me.
I NEED to sell this house and move closer to both my son & daughter.
wow what a big noggin I had even then! Thanks mom :)
Gave you an award today. And it’s not just because you’re missing your camera so much!
That is too cute. Although I agree with Lauren, our children are doomed to having watermelon sized heads, however beautiful they’re likely to be. :D