This afternoon I had a lunch date with my son. He's a fun guy to hang out with. Honest. He's a moody, cranky, hormone-driven, puberty-stricken man-child, but he's pretty low maintenance for a teenager. And he's extremely clever and very funny. Afterward we went shopping for school supplies. For a freshman, that consisted of one spiral notebook, a 3-pack of mechanical pencils and an electric razor. Whoa.... wait! A RAZOR!?!??! Yes. His high school does not allow any facial hair. I'm not sure how on earth I suddenly have a boy old enough to shave, but there you have it.
Tonight we went to our last ever "Meet the Teacher". Thankfully it was relatively painless. Her campus is 5th and 6th grades, but only 5th has meet the teacher night, so it wasn't nearly the mad house that the other schools have been. I'm extremely happy that K not only knows several people in her class this year (including the boy she's been crushing on... oooh la la), but she apparently lucked out and got the teacher other people requested. Last year's trio of fantastic teachers will be hard to top, but it's nice to know we're starting out on a high note.
Both kids are excited for school. It's a whole new world for both of them.... new schools, new teachers, new schedules. I pray that they, along with their teachers, have a fantastic year.
Now if someone could just tell me which bus they will ride....