My bag is packed, my lunch is made, Queenbird's new outfit is ironed and ready to be slipped on, new pretty, glittery necklace is ready to be awed at...except I'm NOT ready at all. The first day of school is like a black cloud hanging over me. As much as I'm excited about being back in "routine" (whatever that means), having new crayons in my bag, and seeing all my kids again I HATE walking out the door! I already miss my birdboys and I haven't even left yet.
Don't get me wrong- we have our days during the summer when I can't wait to get back to work, and the birdboys can't wait to get rid of me...but really I adore being with my rotten little monsters (I say that with pure love). It doesn't matter how many days are bad or good, I still miss them terribly when I'm back to the grind. Again, don't get me wrong...I absolutely love my job! I really do, not many people can say that. I love that I make a difference in the lives of kids that live in a silent world. But in a perfect world I would be home with the birdboys all the time. Fortunately I have an amazing birdpapa that puts up with my moods and swings...he's been warned.
On another note: we were blessed to have GG (great-grandma Mieska) drive all the way from Minnesota to visit the birdboys (and save me from a camping trip in the 100 degree heat) I love you for that Grandma!!! GG is 80 years young and every bit a spitfire if I ever met one! Now not many people at all can say that! She is one of the strongest most God-fearing women I know and will go out of her way to do anything for family. "Family is Everything" as she said to me over the kitchen table recently. I remember my great grandmother smelling of mothballs and butterscotch- EWWWW! My boys know their great grandma as the one taking them to the rodeo. How cool is that? Love you Grandma!!!
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