And took all of three days to adjust to going to school. She waves me and EB off, saying “bye bye” while picking up some toy in her class, or giving a new friend a hug. It took EB almost two YEARS to quit crying when I dropped her off at school. My MIL calls it second-child syndrome. They adjust easier, especially if they see big thither waving me off while she makes her way to her friends already playing Frozen on the playground.
Having both girls in school has been a game changer in our house. I can finally focus on work for more than an couple of hours at a time and I think because it’s spring and business is falling into our laps, it was fully necessary for me to not have an anxiety attack. I had to work, and I enjoy working quite a bit. I don’t enjoy half focusing on two things that deserve all of me.
Speaking of not fully paying attention – be warned if you give yourself five minutes to get ready in the bathroom and the kids are being exceptionally quiet in the other room. Especially after you make an accessible art drawer that happens to have a pair of child-size scissors.
Bye bye curls. Hello, butch haircut when I started college circa 1999.
When I asked EB why she would cut her sister’s hair, especially after getting a talking-to by me for cutting her own bangs at school, she replied simply, “because I wanted to.” Well, DER. And I wanted to see my youngest daughter’s shag hair cut grow to fruition for the sake of pig tails. It was so cuuuuuuute right before EB cut it.
Well, it’ll grow out soon because before I knew it, Ans has been at school a month and there’s a new normal here. And I have a deadline/presentation in an hour, so of course I’m writing a blog post. **UPDATE** I came home after the meeting to add another picture and press publish, but I thought I’d add that the meeting went great! We’ve got a really exciting project coming up soon that’s going to be a real portfolio-builder. The clients loved it and I’m ever impressed with Hubs’ design and communication skills. Feeling greeeeeeeat on this Friday. I hope you are, too!