Start of School!

 There has been excitement, anxiety, and resignation regarding the start of school this year. 

Camille was definitely the excited one.

Audra was resigned. She's the only one who knows what she is getting into.

I had to beg Camille to let me walk her to school. She really wanted to ride her bike to school, so I begged. Audra and Claire came with us. They met their classes out on the black top, and she was like, "please leave" and was not appreciative of my wanting to take pictures.

Her first day went well, though she said it was a little boring at times. And, of course, she was upset when kids didn't follow directions.

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Claire started on Tuesday. Her anxiety was sky high. And it did NOT go well. The list is long, but it includes her backpack breaking. But that's just the start. There were lots of tears.

We said a ton of prayers, and thankfully day #2 went much, much better. She is going to school and then has volleyball and so she doesn't get home until 4:30. Thankfully, she has some teachers who are really funny. Her math teacher said to the entire class, "I put you with your partner of purpose because your partner is smarter than you," and her art teacher said, after asking if she was related to THE Marriotts,  "Do you have a ton of money hidden secretly?" Claire said no, and she said, "Oh, so you have tons of money not hidden. Nice." That made her smile.

It's been a little emotional. It's really hard watching your kid go through something really, really hard even though you know it's best for her and she needs to do it. I'm super proud of her for being brave, and she has been extremely brave. 

I took the girls to get ice-cream sandwiches to celebrate. I finally got a smile out of Claire!

And, today I had my first day of PAID of training- my new job has started! I start at the school next week, but I have lots of training to do. This job is a steep learning curve, and I'm drinking out of a fire hose, but I think it will be OK. I'm excited. It's nice to use my brain and be rewarded for it. Here's hoping I don't get yelled at for buying the wrong color backpack or making disgusting dinner like my current job.