School days.

Here they are - the pictures that Blogger would not let me post. (You are so not my friend anymore, Blogger!) (Except now that you're letting me post pictures again, maybe I can forgive you.) (Maybe.)

This is my son on his first day of school. Notice the intense mental preparation, otherwise known as XBox.And this is when I told him to stand by the door so I could take his picture. Notice how sweet and kind he looks.
Here he is, going to school. Notice the look of apprehension. Or maybe it's just the look he gives me when he's tired of me taking his picture.

Here's my daughter eating her breakfast. PB&J and chips. And chocolate milk. (It's what she requested, and I couldn't very well turn down a girl who was going off to school for the first time, could I?)

And here she is in the skirt that she picked out herself and insisted she wear on the first day of school. I would have picked out something very, very different. But, you know, she practically grown now and all.
Here's the pink backpack. The backpack that took a very, very long time to pick out. She wanted something with glitter and pictures of princesses on it. I wanted her to go with something plain and simple. This is the compromise (although I think I won.)

And now they're both officially in school. It's very, um, hmm, not as weird as I thought it would be. I think the first day of preschool was more of a monumental thing for me to handle. Today is the day I've been waiting for - today I am free. Well, except for the fact that I have a 3 year old and a 1 year old coming over any minute now. So I'm not really free after all. So, you know, oh well.