A poor substitute for the post I wrote last night that vanished DAMMIT TYPEPAD
Better question: when is MY nap?

What we learned this year

The last week of school is going annoyingly. By which I mean it's not Friday yet. It's the regular feeling of "isn't it Friday yet" coupled with "let's get this school stuff over with already" and BLARGH. Today was my last true day of The Schedule and while I did get a bit sniffly at the coffee shop, the rest of the day I traded sentiment for impatient irritation. 

Tomorrow is my last day with just Molly and Emma at home and THAT might be hard. Where it was questionable if Jack would survive the months before kindergarten, Molly is happy at home. She entertains herself, she's happy to fold clothes with me or help empty the dishwasher, she works on projects without needing attention. Not that I have any interest whatsoever in homeschooling, but I can PICTURE doing it with Molly. If I were doing it with Jack one of us would be dead. ANYWAY. All that to say I'd like to do something fun with Molly tomorrow. I don't know what, though. My girl is always game for shopping...

Friday is a silly little day of early releases and I'm going to cap off my year of not hanging out with the preschool moms by blowing off the end of the year picnic in the park. It's at a bad time! Whatever. I actually did make friends, you know. This morning one of the moms said she was going to email me over the summer to do this thing at the library with our babies and while it sounded totally boring, I was all, "HEY. THE PRESCHOOL MOMS LIKE ME!" 

Maybe this whole time they've been seeing me drive up in my minivan, watching my kid hop out on her own, and feeling jealous as I drive away. Maybe this whole time they've been wishing THEY could blow everyone off. 

I really hope I remember to take a picture of Molly and Jack in front of the house on the last day of school, to juxtapose with the first day of school picture. Things are SO DIFFERENT. Molly is just - I don't know the right words. She has grown up SO MUCH. I was so worried about my little preschool drop out and then this year she was all, "I don't need no brother to do all my socializing for me" and had a blast. Jack grew up too, but in a different way. Like he's been exposed to life outside his family and he's trying out all these voices and mannerisms and I have to keep saying, "I DON'T LIKE IT WHEN YOU ACT LIKE [INSERT NAME OF FRIEND]." Also he reads and does math and makes books and his handwriting is terrible and he has blisters on his palms from the monkey bars and every single pair of jeans is holey. His hair is always a mess. He's going to be a first grader. I have a first grader

And Emma? Emma learned to walk. I spent the first half of the year reminding myself to put the Ergo in the car so I could carry her into the school for pick up. She was always bound up next to me, no one saw her face. And then the second half of the year, when I was still carrying her, but on my hip and putting her down once we got inside. And then holding her hand while she walked. And then trying to get her to hold my hand before she gets run over by the hordes of elementary school students running to the bus. Babies change so fast, I know, but the school year really quantifies things, doesn't it. 

It's going to be crazy with Molly in school. I mean the time flying by thing. It wasn't so long ago that I was writing about my two babies. SO CRAZY. Although it's still not entirely certain she'll GO to school - next week we meet with a school psychologist, the second of the two kindergarten early entrance assessments. Her teachers, Jack's teacher, and my personal collection of teachers all say she's ready and I think she is too and I'm not really worried about it, but it'll be nice to make it official. 

And NO, Teachers From Molly's Preschool, I am NOT putting my baby in the Twos program. No no no. 

But first: summer. Lots of summer. Swim lessons, VBS, YMCA camp, Grandma and Grandpa's house, Vancouver, the beach, the spray park, cousins, birthdays, a deck with a SLIDE. It's going to be awesome.




I love reading this Maggie. Jack and Molly sound so much like my 2 who are 3 and 4. They will both be in preschool this year and I just can't believe it. I mean they were just BABIES right?

Here in Indiana it is so different I learned after we moved here almost 3 years ago. Everyone who has birthdays April-August 1st (the cut off) gets held back another year to make sure they are "ready." Of course it is the parents choice too. My daughter is so used to doing everything her brother does so I just can't imagine holding her back and an extra year of shuttling between preschool and kindergarten and a baby who needs a nap lol!


Good riddance to crazy weekday drop-offs and pick-ups. You deserve MOM OF THE YEAR for surviving that. Hello sweet summertime!


Growing up (the late elementary school years) my mom used to piecemeal together her own version of budget summer camp by signing us up for ALL THE VBSes in the area. She would get 3 free hours and we would get Jesus and some fruit punch.

In fact, one VBS was so, so spectacular that my sister and I were legitimately sad to miss the last day of their program to fly to California for vacation. HA!!


We've been on summer break for 3.5 weeks. I just can't fathom still being in school at this point. Of course, we go back on August 12th. So...there's that.


I am so jealous of the slide you're going to have off your deck. That is possibly the coolest thing I've ever heard of, I didn't even know that was a THING until I saw you talking about it on Twitter.

Happy summer!


They do grow up so fast. Especially since there was only one of them when I started reading this blog and now he is a FIRST GRADER.

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