First Day(s)

It’s here! It’s here! School has FINALLY started!

I know I haven’t been posting much this summer, but I did recently air my grievances with our preschool of choice starting so freaking late. I couldn’t WAIT for these girls to get into the routine of school, and I’m pretty sure they were ready to stop watching tv and listening to me yell enjoy all the riches that a wonderful preschool has to offer.

Paige’s first day was last Wednesday. She was so, so excited to see her friends and teachers again, and to see how this year’s classroom is different from last. This year she is an “official” preschooler – meaning she is going FOUR days a week, from 9am – 1pm. We’ve had a bit of the typical adjustments – from getting out of the house on time to the afternoon/evening exhaustion that comes with school. But, all in all? Miss P is in heaven.

Her first day began as they all have to-date: breakfast out with Daddy.



Don’t let these cute pics fool you – apparently the girls were “horrible” and Derrick is “never taking them into public again.” Sounds about right…

Getting out the door was hectic, but manageable. And, also? Freaking cute.


Oh girls, just stop with all the adorable sister-ness.


I was a little more worried about Blair’s first day (which was yesterday). Perhaps you remember that her technical first day was around this time … last year. Yep. You read that right. She hated it so, so very much that she cried. The entire time she was there. For four hours straight. After a few weeks of that, and her also not being willing to let me go anywhere out of her line of sight (like, oh, say the shower or laundry room), we decided enough was enough. We threw in the towel and let her drop out. Let’s hope this is not a habit with Derrick and I.

Yesterday morning arrived and I was she was a bundle of nerves. As I was getting their breakfast ready, I overheard she and Paige chatting by the front door. I stopped to listen, and overheard Paige telling Blair how great school was, how much she would love all the crafts, and how cool it was that their backpacks were similar and that their lunchboxes “matched exactly.” Blair quickly agreed with everything Paige said.

Have I mentioned to stop with all the cuteness? Except, don’t. Ever.


Not the face of someone I would describe as thrilled, but definitely the face of someone willing to give it a shot? (And, yes, I DO realize how large that backpack is. Has anyone ever met a little sister who didn’t want the EXACT same thing her older sister has? No? Then zip it.)


Feldmann Girls – ready to rule the world. One preschool at a time.

Also? Guess who missed these little stinkers the entire time they were gone yesterday? Me. I kept feeling like I was forgetting something, and found myself looking at the clock to see how much longer it would be before I could see them and hear how their first days went.

I know. I need help.

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