The First Day of School

First, I just want to flash back to Drew's eye. I finally put pictures on my computer and there's one of her the morning after she got hit in the face with the softball when we went to Suches.

Kinda pitiful, huh? That's the fakest smile ever. She was doing her best. Anyways, back to the first day of school. We all survived. The kids did really well and were really excited. They started this past Monday, and my students didn't start until Tuesday, so I got to walk them to their classes this year. Drew is so old - I only walked her about 3 or 4 feet away from her classroom, gave her a kiss, and sent her on. Alli couldn't wait to get to her class. She was pulling me down the hall. Evan, who is a lot like me when it comes to these kinds of things, was pretty nervous. Once he got in his room, though, he was fine. They all really like their teachers and have had a pretty good first week. I, on the other hand, have had a crazy week. I mean, I love my students - they're mostly Hispanic and they're sooooo sweet and cute. But, walking in literally 2 hours before open house and trying to throw everything together was a bit stressful. I've spent the week organizing and doing placement tests for reading, which has meant a lot of worksheets (don't tell - worksheets are frowned upon these days), but I'm finally feeling sort of together now. The school I'm working at is great so far, and the principal is awesome. I think the best part about the administration is that they're realistic, which is a HUGE deal. So, life is back to normal around here for the most part and we're starting to breathe again and sleep better. Here's a picture of the kids before we left the house on the first day with their new book bags.