One Down One to Go

Also? I lied about Slacker Sunday. There was no slacking going on in this house, so I didn't feel it fair to allow cyber procrastination and slackdom when I spent the day finishing phase 4 of The Remodeling Project That Will Not End. It began Memorial Day weekend, so it's only fitting that it took the entire freaking summer and we finished it up Labor Day weekend. Only it's not quite finished yet. We've got about an hour of work left before I can cross Phase 4 off as complete. Then we just have to paint and figure out how to get carpet glue from the 1970's off my pretty hardwood floors and I will have a brand new office space to call my own!

But the reason for this post is that CJ started second grade today. It made me think of my first day of second grade. I was so excited for school to start that I got up and got myself ready at 3:00 in the morning and woke my mom up by dancing around the living room to Whitney Houston's "How Will I Know" in my green dress with pink roses on it. Glamour Mom was none too thrilled with this.

Needless to say, I had not anticipated any such reciprocation from CJ on this. And I didn't get it. I did, however, get him to school late. Yeah. I'm that bad. But I had an excuse! I was busy fielding calls from parents all morning, making sure everything at work ran smoothly. We were only two minutes late, so it wasn't like it was the end of the world, but still. This is a small town. And the principal walked right past me as I was leaving and checked to make sure I'd brought him in today. Yes, I need a permanent "L" on my forehead because I suck that bad.

Anyway, he had an awesome day and has two very awesome teachers, one of which has earned a permanent spot on my "you rock" list by reading them Pippi Longstockings on the first day. And forcing them to read all afternoon. For the girl who could spend all her day reading--and gave birth to a boy that could spend all day NOT reading--this sounds like a perfect spot for him to be in.

Only one more day until the ultimate meltdown where Diva walks into Kindergarten for the first time. *Sniff* I refuse to think about it until I'm there. And she refuses to wait a year.