School Daze

As we head into the middle of the first full week of school for the big boys, I find myself wondering what my early experiences were like. I don't remember a lot of detail. I remember my preschool graduation. I remember my best friend Tina in Kindergarten. I was in a bilingual class in second grade that I really enjoyed. Third grade I had a harder time. My mom, who was chronically late, got in trouble for never getting me to school on time. I remember being embarrassed having to walk into the classroom knowing I was going to interrupt the lesson.The teacher saying out loud, in front of everyone, how she was going to talk to my mom about it. So I'm in a frenzy in the morning..breakfast..get everyone dressed, lunch for two..brush teeth, spray curls/fluff, kids vitamins, get all our bike gear on, and three days a week getting Tone ready for school too. After the morning craziness is done and I return home, I then realise that I haven't even brushed my teeth and my socks don't match. The house looks like a bomb hit every room and I am starving. So I spend "my" time doing the kids homework. Yes homework for my preschool kid as well as the Kinders! This is all in the guise of fun...crafts for the Family. Then there's PTA..sign up for this and that. Give time...give money!!! But, what keeps me partially sane in all this is that I know I'm not the only harried, fuzzy toothed mom out there. There are a lot of us out there so be kind and beware. ;)