I love my kids more than anything in the universe. Their childhood is my magnum opus. And also, THANK GOD FOR SCHOOL.
(In our district, 7th, 8th, 10th, 11th, and 12th graders start school a day later, giving the truly, truly awkward 6th and 9th graders time to get it together in their middle/high schools without an audience of older, cooler kids. So Harry's first day of school is technically not this day. And my own class doesn't officially start meeting until next week even though adjuncting season in upon me. And Ben! Has been back at work since the day we got home from Hilton Head! But I am calling it anyway-- academic New Year begins now)
We have been getting ready to go back to school for WEEKS now.
We've been putting stuff in lockers
And then Harry and I went to see Crazy Rich Asians which was so fun-- you should see it!
And we made the cupcakes Dorothy wanted-- sort of. Clearly my frosting colors were totally messed up.
Jack was on duty as a safety patroller.
Another first day is behind us, and we have a super excited seventh grader getting ready to board the bus RIGHT NOW.