Well, everyone got off to school again today. Not quite as smoothly as yesterday.
This time Annie (6) spent most of the morning crying (over being cold, being sleepy, the light being too bright, the socks being too lumpy, etc.). This was about the same time Ruthie (3) decided now would be the ideal time to perfect her fit-throwing ability. To add to the insanity of the moment, Libby (9), our self-appointed timekeeper, followed me and the sobbing masses through the house, giving us the minute-by-minute countdown until I finally told her to cease and desist. To her, "late" is thirty minutes early. No clue where she got that.
Fortunately, in the middle of all the turmoil, Annie suddenly remembered she got to take her pink backpack to school, then (as quickly as it all started), she snapped out of it, put her backpack on, and cheerfully waved goodbye. The pics will have to wait - the tears and dealing with fits took all our spare time.
Neal (12) and Allie (14!) got all their stuff together by themselves, but on my pass through the house after they left, I see that neither one made their bed, and one of them (guess which!) obviously rejected several outfits before deciding on the one that finally made it out the door. Sigh. Today's chore clips will have VERY LONG LISTS.
I was hoping to do some blog reading last night, but instead, I sat up until 11 o'clock, going through a pile of papers sky high, signing my life away for sports liability, PTA, lunch money, and volunteer "opportunities," for the first time, TIMES FOUR KIDS. Whew, this is going to take some getting used to! I got out the family calendar and filled in the football and volleyball schedules, choir concerts, and all the can't-miss school functions. Softball starts in two weeks, so we are headed for a busy fall.
Of course, I put it ALL on the calendar, knowing full-well we simply can't do it ALL. We do the best we can to have dinner together as often as is feasible, and sometimes that means we have to miss a school fundraiser, social, or (gasp!) sports practice. There are only so many hours in the day.
Anyway, Ruthie and I are getting used to our new quiet life together. I am seeing character issues (such as fit-throwing) that have gone "under the radar" because she is usually so easygoing when the big kids are around. Yesterday at McDonalds, when I told her it was time to go (after plenty of warnings beforehand) she sauntered slowly down from the playplace, one eye peering sneakily through the plastic holes, obviously enjoying making me wait. When she's with the big kids, she just follows them. Have I not been clear that she needs to obey me? Regardless, I'm not sure I've ever had to spell out that "delayed obedience is disobedience" to her, but now's as good a time as any.
So I've got that going for me.
Oh, and I almost forgot! I was able to retrieve the birthday pictures!! I only cleared the memory card, but I found the birthday pics on internal memory. WOO HOO! My life is spared!!