Today they had their first day of second and fifth grade.
Darin took the day off of work again. Because he knows I’m emotionally unstable and needs to be supported so I don’t binge on chocolate and cry all day after sending them off. The kids woke up and changed into the clothes they had picked out last night and seemed excited. Evie put on the locket with the tiny family picture in it that I told her to touch whenever she got nervous. We baked some muffins and I took the obligatory first day of school photos.
Evie begged me to drop them off and pick them up from school this year instead of riding the bus. We’ve always walked them to the bus stop the first day and they’ve gotten on with their friends. But for some reason it was really important to her for us to drive them. So we did. We held hands and prayed and all hopped in the truck and drove to school. Everything was going great until it was time for Evie to get out and she started tearing up. I bit my lip so I wouldn’t follow suit and got out and gave her a big hug and told her everything was going to be okay and that she was going to have a great day. And then I asked Eli to walk into school with her and we said goodbye. We watched as they walked in and waved and Evie put her hand around Eli and that’s when I started to cry.
I cry every first day of school.
D and I went out for coffee and brunch in Minneapolis and took a walk and ran a few errands. Before we knew it it was time to pick them back up. They came running to the truck and said they had good days. We took them for ice cream and came home and I smothered them with hugs and thanked God that the first day is behind us.
Here are the said obligatory photos. And I didn’t ask them to pose this way. Evie just automatically puts her arm around her brother like that. I love them both so much.