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First Day of School

With all the gecko craze, I completely forgot to fill you in on the first day of school. I just read a phrase that completely describes how I feel about my stage in life: "the days are long but the years are short." How is it that my baby is already in 5th grade? Seriously??!


Eden has Ms. Pierce and Luke has Mrs. Garmey for a 2 year loop. Eden had her for the last two years and absolutely loved her. Luke is also fortunate to have several close friends in his class - pictured in this one is our neighbor and church friend Jackson.

While Tucker did not start on the same day, we stopped by to check on his class
Capped off the night with a trip to U Top It. Never seen so many odd ice cream toppings in my life. Took a bite of Luke's and almost gagged :(-)!
Here is a picture of Tucker at the beginning of his first day Kindergarten:
...and this is how we ended the day - nothing like a trip to the ER!
Poor kid slipped and fell into an open dishwasher where a sharp little knife cut into his leg like a piece of meat. We were SO fortunate - this could have been a lot worse.
Thanks to an encouraging big brother and a lego trip to Walmart, he made it through with a smile on his face!

Comments

Unknown said…
What kills me is that your boys are both mini-Daves and both your girls are mini-Biancas. It's so crazy how much they resemble you two!

Tell you what, you are two years ahead of me as my baby is still only 18 months old. However, I reflect back on when you were talking about the crazy chaos adventures Liza and Tucker would get into and I'm neck deep in those adventures right now. I'm so overwhelmed by their crazy energy and my days are loooooong! However, I read your post today and I know that soon I'll be dropping chase off at Kinder and Lane at preschool and wonder where the time went.

But secretly- isn't it nice to have the house all to yourself even if it is only for a few hours???? Can't wait!!!!!

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