First day of SKOO

Lou has been excited for WEEKS about this day, telling anyone who would ask "In da fah, I go to skoo wid my brufurs."  And "fall" (at a whopping 105 degrees) arrived on Monday, the day she FINALLY got to go to school with her brothers. 

On meet the teacher night, Lou walked in her classroom and basically sized-up the place, glaring at one teacher then the next, eyes darting around the classroom, as if to say "this will do".  The teacher made a comment about children being a little shy at the beginning of the school year.  RRL and I did not really respond, we just looked at each other with a knowing glance, as if to say "oh, I hope they don't mistake THIS for shy."   

And sure enough, there was NO shy about it when it was time for the first day, she hugged us and then just walked herself right into class (even left baby June in her cubby without complaining). Like she had waited her whole life for this. And all week that excitement continued, she tells us about her friends and teachers and her lunch. Everyday. Love it!

Cbug had kind of a rough first week, with struggling through his seasonal asthma issues.  But, I'm telling you, his sweet teachers went WAY above and beyond to make sure he still enjoyed the week.  Usually when he is feeling this way, he just wants to stay home.  This week, though, he LOVED getting to be with Ms R and Ms C.  I am so so so thankful for that.

Cbug came home each day telling us about what they got to do and about the friends he played with.  I love that he is getting to the age where he can really talk about who he played with and what they did.

KJ was pretty much BORN to go to "practice" Kindergarten.  He thinks it pretty much makes him the coolest person A-L-I-V-E.

 If anyone asks KJ whether he likes Kindergarten, 9 times out of 10 he'll simply answer "Of COURSE".  As if to say "who wouldn't?"  A favorite school story about KJ's week, I've actually already posted on FB, but its too funny not share AGAIN.  On Tuesday at dinner time, we were talking about favorite parts of the day.  Our conversation with KJ went something like this:
K: "Today we helped Fid put bones in his dog house"
Me: "Fid?  Like F-i-d, Fid?"
K: "Yes, Fid the dog.  Well, it did have an 'o' on the end, but the 'o' was silent"
Me: "You mean FIDO?"
K: "Yeah." With a smirk and a shrug as if to say "Yeah, if that's how YOU want to say it"
So that pretty well sums up KJ and kindergarten.  He's LOVING IT, but I think he'd prefer to TEACH it.

Mostly, I love to hear about the times during the day that the three amigos got to see each other.  Every.Single.Day, they recount whether they got to see each other outside on the playground or in the hallway.  Its like they are constantly watching out for each other, especially the boys for their baby sister. 

I love how connected they are- and definitely need to remember that on days they seem to be at each others' throats.

So, we're off to a good start.  The first week of our new schedule and all three at one "skoo" has been a bit of a transition, but I can already see how it is going to simplify things around here.  I'm so thankful for that! 

ABL