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Looks Like We Made It.....

Wow! I haven't blogged since February. Sorry y'all. I know everyone is dying to know what's been going on. The theme the past few weeks has been....SURVIVAL. I am the proud parent of some super energetic/hyper/active/drive me nuts kids. We've had a little too much togetherness lately. But guess what? School started today. School started today for EVERYONE. I repeat. EVERYONE WENT TO SCHOOL TODAY!! WHOO HOO!! The Dudes started Pre-K today at the Diva's school. It's all day, everyday Pre-K. I'm not sad about this. Truth is I'm not an emotional parent. I don't cry when they do "firsts" or start school or any of that jazz. I get very excited. I am so excited about them going to school. I may have been more excited than the boys. Maybe. It's not that I want to rush my kids growing up. I am so excited to get to watch them grow up. The older they get the more adventures and experiences we get to have. I get to witness these little humans turn into bigger and bigger humans. They have their own personalities, ideas and way of doing things. I love it. I always loved school as a kid. Diva loves school and I'm hoping that the Dudes love school. They are in the beginning of an epic adventure where they will make life long memories and friends. Diva has her first very best friend. Those two girls are joined at the hip. I think it's great. Every time I see them I think back to my first best friend Laura. These years are the best. What's not to be excited about? I can't wait to see them all this afternoon and hear all about their first day. When I dropped them off everyone was running into their classes. I asked to have the Dudes separated this year. They are twins. But they are two totally different personalities and people. After a lot of deliberation Mr. Mayer and I decided it would be best for them to be separated. They need space from each other and a chance to spread their wings. Diva's 2nd grade teacher moved up with Diva's class this year. Talk about exciting. We LOVE Ms. Williams and are so happy to have her again this year. Best part- Olivia's best friend Presley is in her class too. Yay!! I will admit. #3 got a little nervous at drop off this morning and had to talk to his teacher for a minute. Why you ask? Because he doesn't know how to do math. Seriously. He was super bugged by this. His teacher assured him that would not be a problem. He seemed relieved by this. The boys rooms are next to each other and they share bathrooms. #3 told #2's teacher that if his brother misses him he can come across to his room and see him. It was a sweet moment. We haven't had too many of those lately. I did take the obligatory first day of school pictures. Do not fear. I'm not totally failing at this parent thing.








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