{"id":403,"date":"2007-07-06T20:19:50","date_gmt":"2007-07-07T04:19:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/06\/first-day-of-school\/"},"modified":"2007-07-06T20:19:50","modified_gmt":"2007-07-07T04:19:50","slug":"first-day-of-school","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.com\/wordpress\/?p=403","title":{"rendered":"First Day of School&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Well, she did it. The earth did not open up and swallow any of us today. We all lived to tell about it &#8211; me included. My big girl made it through her first day of school.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em_school.jpg\" title=\"em_school.jpg\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em_school.jpg\" title=\"em_school.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em_school.jpg\" alt=\"em_school.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\"> J. had some dental appointment stuff, so he was actually home and took her to school with us, which was great.  (Look how &#8220;big&#8221; she looks!)<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\"><a href=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em_school2.jpg\" title=\"em_school2.jpg\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em_school2.jpg\" title=\"em_school2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em_school2.jpg\" alt=\"em_school2.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">I got a little choked up when I saw her name on the list telling her which room was hers. But I managed to keep it together. Again, so happy J. was there, I think I would have been a much bigger, weepy mess if he wasn&#8217;t cracking jokes and making me smile.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em-school31.jpg\" title=\"em-school31.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em-school31.jpg\" alt=\"em-school31.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\"><a href=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em-school3.jpg\" title=\"em-school3.jpg\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">We found her classroom. Her teacher is an older, sweet and very gentle lady who I really like a lot. Em made a beeline for the books as soon as we got her checked in, and barely even noticed when we left.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/barelycontrolledchaos.files.wordpress.com\/2007\/07\/em_school4.jpg\" alt=\"em_school4.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">(SO excited!) I got a little (ok, a lot) teary as we walked out. But I was ok, I knew that she was in the right place.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">Addie, on the other hand, was just trying to figure it all out. Everytime we got in the car she would ask, &#8220;Emma? Mama! Emma?&#8221;  And they had quite the lovefest this afternoon, so happy to be reunited. I think A. really missed her big sister.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">A. and I snuck back a little early so we could peek in the windows. E. was laughing and having a great time. She looked like she was an old pro and had been doing the &#8220;school thing&#8221; for years.  And of course she did not stop talking the minute we got back into the car.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">&#8220;Mom! Didyouknowwedidcraftshadsnackswentoutforrecessandthenthebellrangandthen<br \/>\nwehadtolineupandwereadstoriesandhad SO. MUCH. FUN!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">Yeah, I think it was a success.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well, she did it. The earth did not open up and swallow any of us today. We all lived to tell about it &#8211; me included. My big girl made it through her first day of school. 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