First Daze of School

Welcome back to Hell, readers.

It's time to go back to SCHOOL.

The kids are obviously waaaay more excited about this than I am - I'm not fond of working, and sitting around on my ass all summer was kind of 'cool.'  Anyway, here's some 'Back to School' pics for ya:

Alayna's new 1st grade teacher, Mrs. Hall (the teacher she was hoping to get, fortunately), gave all of her students a secret package at the school's 'Meet the Teacher' night that wasn't supposed to be opened until the night before school started.  So, accordingly, we opened it up before she went to bed last night and found a little baggy of confetti and this cute/inspirational poem about the upcoming school year.  It more or less instructed the kids to put confetti underneath their pillow so they'd have pleasant dreams about the following day and the rest of the school year.  So far so good, right?

Well, Alayna didn't have 'pleasant dreams.'  Not by a long shot.  Instead, she was waking up every hour or so throughout the night, scared to death from school-related nightmares brought on by God knows what. . .

(We blame the confetti.)

Fortunately, Abby - who asked to have some of Alayna's confetti - didn't experience any nightmares herself.  It was rough enough waking up every hour to deal with one scared-shitless child last night. . .

Abby - geared up and ready to roll into VPK at Sunchild Academy.

Alayna posing with her new school crap for First Grade.

More voguing.

Posed out in front of the new-and-improved John Young Elementary (fortunately now free of portables.)

Alayna has a real classroom this year instead of a portable, and the tech these teachers at her school get to use is ridiculous - years beyond what I'm using at my ghetto school (Mrs. Hall's SMART Board is bigger than my car.)

Abby moves her apple from 'Home' to 'Class.'  She's got three teachers this year, and hopefully they're ready to tango with  the Queen of Stubborn.

- Brian