Oscar Stew

and all through the house,
not even Oscar was stirring, sorry no mouse.
The backpack was hung on the doorknob with care,
school’s down the street, & Drew will be there.
We’ve made a list, we’ve checked it twice!
His first day of school will be twice as nice.

Paper Chain – check.

Emergency contact numbers – check, check, check.

Spiffy new ‘do – check.

Backpack as big as he is – check. (complete with a port for his FP3 player, which he thinks is super cool, unfortunately he won’t get to use it!)

School supplies – check.

Kindergarten assessment – check. (I wasn’t allowed to go in, so picture taken through the classroom blinds)

Picture outside school grounds complete with sticker earned during assessment – check.

Good nights sleep – currently underway.

I’d say we are ready, ready, ready! Tomorrow is the big day…

Drew and Brinley have been wanting to see Wall*e since it came out in June. Actually, I think Ryan really wanted to see Wall*e, and the kids were excited about it because that was all Daddy talked about. But we are cheapos and waited for a rainy day and the marvelous “Moonlight Matinee” ticket price to go. 

Drew and Brinley found some old boxes in the basement and wall-ah, two happy robots.

Brinley looks so happy to have finally been adopted. Hopefully she found a nice forever-family.

Wall*e called. He wants his costume back.

 Drew*e being taken back to the mothership.

You’d think it was pushing our luck to take all three kids to the theater, but we were pleasantly surprised when 97 minutes went by without a glitch!  

Rowan gives Wall*e two binkies up.

In a few days my baby going to school. He is ready. I am ready (I think). It’s going to be different, but it’s going to be great! The only thing I can’t wrap my mind around, is how I got to this point so quickly. Seems like just last month Drew was a chubby, babbling toddler. Now he is a full fledged kid. That makes me feel really old.

Drew’s been itchin’ to do more than hang out at home for the last couple months. My mom always said that once a child could reach over his head and touch the opposite ear, he was ready for school. 

He’s definitely ready. I’m feeling the sting of how much I’m going to miss him being all mine, and how my world is going to change.  I’ll miss being able goof around all day in our jammies. I’ll miss walking to the park every morning. I’ll miss his help with the girls and thoughtful gestures.

I won’t have control over the things that influence him anymore. He will be exposed to so many things, good and bad.

I’ll miss being spontaneous. No more packing up and heading out on all day excursions during the week. No more picnics at the park. We’ll have to embrace a more “scheduled” routine and take advantage of the weekends.

I’m excited for the experiences he is going to have, things I just can’t give him. I’m excited to watch him learn, grow and make new friends. I’m excited to have a few hours to focus on the girls. I’m excited to have a reason to leave the house twice a day!

I’ll worry about him. I’ll miss him like crazy. But I know he is where he needs to be, and probably having the time of his life. He’s going to love it! I hope I will too…