So this morning, I got Big G on the bus and began getting everything ready for Griffin's first day. I did ridiculous things. I really did. I sewed his mittens to a string that I could lace through his coat so that he wouldn't lose his mittens in the snow. I stitched the liner down in his coat so that his teacher wouldn't have a hard time getting his coat on and off. I wrote his name, address, and phone number on EVERYTHING that he took to school today in case he got lost...which is impossible...but still. I put a luggage tag inside his coat with all of his information on it. I put a luggage tag on his backpack. I put extra lotion on his wind chapped face for extra protection. Ridiculous, I tell you.
So what did I do while Griffin was at school? Since Little G was down for a nap, I had an awesome lunch of Peanut Butter Cups and chips and salsa, just because I needed comfort food, along with a tall glass of sweet tea...
Last night, Big G had her ballet performance as a reindeer in The Nutcracker. She did such a great job and we are so proud of her. She always has the biggest smile when she performs. After stage rehearsal, she looked sad and I asked her what was wrong. She said that she wished that she was the very last reindeer so that she could have an extra few minutes on the stage! I love her!
Well, all of my children are safely tucked into their beds after a fun day and I'm about to snuggle up with the hubby on the couch for an episode of Duck Dynasty.
So I guess I should have added that I had a spy on the other side waiting for Griffin to get off of the vus. My friend drops her daughter off at the same time at PreK and she said that Griffin kept flopping backward as the teacher took him inside. Yep, that's Griffin! I'm certain he was examining all of the snowflakes falling out of the sky!
Also, why didn't I follow the vus to school? That's a great question. Honestly, I'm surprised that I didn't. 2 things.
1. I don't like driving in the snow.
2. Little G was asleep. I have been jokingly saying that "nothing wakes my children and survives" with this attic fiasco that I have had going on for the past couple of months. Well, that applies to me as well. If I wake Little G up from a nap, I pay dearly for it. I only do that in case of emergencies. :-)