Back to School

Remember the first day of school? You had butterflies in your stomach. You couldn't wait to see you friends. Remember how a week after it started you couldn't wait to get out? My parents use to warn me that once I was out I was going to wish I could go back. They were right. I envy my children. New clothes, new shoes, new supplies...old friends. I want to go back.

Dan and Darcie were actually quite chipper this morning. Since football season has started Dan has something to look forward to at the end of the day so he was up and ready to go in the morning. Minus breakfast of course due to the butterflies in the stomach thing that I mentioned above. Darcie was up and ready to go too. Excited about her new teacher and seeing all her friends. School is becoming a social event for Darcie. Don't get me wrong, she takes her school work very seriously and always incredibly well behaved in school...but she is a little girl and she does love to hang with her friends. Dailaesse wasn't impressed much again this year as she's still too little for school. She can't wait to get bigger so she can go to school. Thank God dance class starts next week! Both the kids had great days. Football was of course the highlight of Dan's day while Darcie was quite pleased with going outside to play twice and getting a sucker at the end of the day. We only forgot a couple things this morning but they weren't anything caused anyone to skip a beat so we did good. Ready to do it all over again tomorrow.

So last night we went to dinner to celebrate the last day of freedom for the kids. Nothing fancy. Just a great BBQ place that everyone loves. My family. Together at the dinner table. Sometimes I sit and look at my kids and just drift. They are the most amazing, creative, passionate, beautiful, brilliant little people I know. The waitress comes to take orders. Around the table she goes...ribs for Darcie, hot dog platters for the baby and I, a bacon cheeseburger for Brandon...and last but not least, Dan. First let me say that Dan has found a new sense of self in the past year or so. He's discovered how much he feels like an adult when he speaks for himself instead of hiding behind us. I'm very proud of him for that. He's come a long way. So, he straightens up in his chair, finds his somewhat newly acquired deep voice and does it..."I'll have a bacon cheeseburger...with no bacon...and no cheese." He smiles so big. He's so proud of himself. We're all rolling, except the waitress and Dan who are totally confused. A hamburger. He wants a hamburger. In his defense I have to say that it wasn't totally his fault. They don't have a plain old hamburger listed on the menu. They have several specialty burgers, but no plain hamburgers. The closest to plain was the bacon cheeseburger. God bless his little heart.