I love my children, really…I do. They make me laugh regularly…like when Daisy, my 6 year old, asked this week if she was supposed to clean her shoulders with her shampoo…because it was Head & Shoulders. And yes, she was serious, which is why I began laughing so hard. Then she proceeded to rub the shampoo into her shoulders. Gotta love that Crazy Daisy!
BUT…as much as I love them, the first day of school is one of the happiest days of the year for me. I know I am not alone out there either. Some parents cry when their kids get on the bus the first day because they feel like they are “losing” them….I may cry too, but they are tears of joy….is that so wrong??
This joy may stem from the fact that I am a full time work from home mom, so my workspace is my children’s summer playground. I’m not going to miss things like just starting an important scheduled call only to hear the car (that my girls were supposed to be cleaning) alarm going off and my daughters screaming like banshees. No…I won’t miss those things. And by the way…that cleaning the car thing, don’t think it was out of the goodness of their sweet little hearts….nope, and if they hadn’t argued about who would have to do what, they would have finished that chore about an hour and half before my call.
So, tomorrow….when the bus comes and they take their excited little selves up its steps, you can bet I’ll be waving emphatically,shedding a tear (maybe), and jumping in my car to head off to a much needed celebratory breakfast. Cracker Barrel here I come!
“This is the most wonderful time of the year….”