"What?!" my non-teaching friends are thinking. "What do you mean you're going back to school! We're not even halfway through August!" "I know," I respond, "And yet, here we are."
This is the first year since Charlotte has been born that I'm not a basketcase about going back to school. I'm not panicked, nauseous, filled with dread, overwhelmed (well, the week is young for that one, haha) or feeling inadequate in one or many areas. Here is what I have decided: we are a school family. Adam is a teacher, I am a teacher, and we will go back to school every year until we retire. So, I started a tradition today of celebrating the first day of school a little. Not dreading it, mourning it or bemoaning it, but celebrating it as a family. I know that some stay-at-home moms do this when their kids go to school for real, but since my family goes back to school every year, we are starting a little happy tradition on the first day of school. Here it is....
A little present for Charlotte: two bracelets from my stint in retail this summer to be opened at dinner.
Rice Krispie treats for an after-dinner treat.
And that's it. Simple, but a nice little teaching family tradition. Happy First Day of School!