We did it.
We all survived the First Day of School - COVID Style.
The girls were super excited to get ready this morning and were on point.
We were on time and on our way!
Until we were about 10 minutes into our 13 minute drive and realized I had forgotten to pack their lunches, which were still in the fridge.
FML.
I debated going back at that point, or waiting and getting the girls to school first then turning around and going back to get the lunches.
I didn't think I'd have time because I had meetings starting at 9:30.
So I turned around and went back.
And we STILL made it before we were considered "late"! They have until 9am to get to their classrooms.
Since we were so on point, we were early and ergo, me forgetting the lunches didn't really derail us too much.
When we put Mila on the bus for Kindergarten, as soon as the bus pulled away I pretty much dropped to the ground sobbing. Yeah, yeah, I know. Dramatic.
Did you expect anything less?
ANYWAY.
This time?
I was good!
We chatted on the way and Ava told me she was nervous but excited.
Drop off didn't seem all that different.
Same spot. Same logistics.
Cool.
I kissed them goodbye in the car and out they went.
When I turned around to wave goodbye and I watched Mila guide Ava into the building, I STRAIGHT LOST MY MIND.
People.
Ava is SO TINY.
Her backpack is SO BIG.
MY BABY.
I couldn't keep it in at all.
I called Steve and just SOBBED INTO HIS EAR.
I was like "it's our last baby going to school" and without skipping a beat, was like "YES, OUR LAST ONE" 😂
I had to get my shit together though because I had to be ready for a 9:30am video call.
I picked them up at 3pm and the dismissal process wasn't as smooth, but it wasn't terrible. I waited in the pick-up line for 30 minutes. UGH.
Onward!
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