It was a sad day at my house today. Logan and Samantha went to school. Logan is now in Second Grade, and Sami is in Kindergarten. It felt weird. Phoebe was lost without them, and to tell you the truth so was I. I love my kids.
Samantha loved her first day. I walked her into school and stopped at the door of her classroom where her teacher was waiting. She took her teacher's hand and didn't look back. Sad. I can't help but want to hold on to her, but I'm glad she was so confident. She did nothing but chatter on and on about everything when we picked her up later today. She met the Principal, she played animals in the gym, she had recess, made a few friends and one little boy cried all day long.
Logan is loving his new teacher so he says. I walked him into school today, and then he walked himself to his room. Now that was sad. He's not so little anymore. Logan made a few new friends which is a very good thing. We're hoping last school year's friends will be forgotten since they were such a bad influence on him. They do tend to make friends with the kids in their classroom, so PLEASE let there only be good little boys this year! Here's hoping. Oh and Logan starts soccer tomorrow! I have no idea what he's supposed to wear. I never played soccer. He got soccer as a birthday gift (something he's wanted to do for years!). I don't think he has tennis shoes that fit, and that may be a slight problem. They don't have to wear pads or anything like that, right? No special cleats or anything? I hope not. Logan's primary teacher is his coach, and let me tell you HE IS EXCITED! I guess we'll see at practice tomorrow. This should be interesting!
I took all my kids out a little over a week ago to take their "back to school" pictures. I ended up taking the pictures at the temple, even though that wasn't my intention. As I was passing the temple, on a whim, I pulled into the parking lot. The sun was in the perfect position and the lighting was so beautiful that evening. I think they turned out even better than I could have hoped. Unfortunately I found out that Phoebe is fighting PKS (photographer's kid syndrome) pretty bad. And sadly I know that Logan will always have it because of how I learned on him. I wasn't always patient with him, and his smile is always forced. Poor Logan. Don't tell him I told you this, but he worries so much about his smile looking real, I've caught him practicing his smile in the mirror. LOL! If I tell him not to smile he gets even more self conscious about it. So I've decided it's best not to say anything to him for now. Pretty much I'm just a bad, mean mom. I ruined Logan. I'm sure it will pass with Phoebe just like it did with Samantha, but it makes me sad about Logan. I hope Phoebe's real smile returns soon.
Now I know you'll be looking, so I'll label Phoebe's real smile. Otherwise she's faking.
Real smiles all around
Real smile FYI
Real smile here too!