School. The Great Harbinger of Boredom

As The Hives are so good to tell us:

They say our summer vacation has come to an end.  
And that we simply have no more holiday to spend.  
They say no more barefoot no playing around in the pool.  
They say now it's time for us to go back to school. . . 

In what could very well be the crappiest First Day of School a tween girl could possibly have, Alayna woke up this morning with a horrifically swollen left eye.  She had been swimming in my dad's pool Sunday night, and throughout Labor Day it slowly began to swell.  We were assuming it was an allergic reaction to something she had come into contact with in the water - a bug bite, a scratch that got chlorine in it, something - but reassured Alayna as she went to bed the night before school started that it would look a lot better in the morning.  Rest assured, she was devastated when she woke up to this. 

An hour or so after waking up, shortly before Kris took the girls to school, the swelling had gone down a little, but not by much.  As a result, Alayna refused to take a traditional First Day of School picture (who could blame her.)

Abby, sans swollen eye.

In her classroom, excited to start third grade.

After school, Kris texted me this picture - the swelling had gone down further throughout the day, but Alayna was still pretty self-conscious about it.

Nevertheless, Kris was able to get her to take a sorta-First Day of School picture at the end of the day (though Alayna insisted on wearing sunglasses.)

Whatever.  I hate the First Day of School.

- Brian