You're excited for them (and you!), a little sad (yes, that's a tear in your eye), and no matter how much advance planning you've done to make the morning go smoothly, something always goes awry.
Thoughts Every Parent Has on the First Morning of the School Year
It's the first morning of the school year, so naturally you're a ball of conflicting emotions. About 90 percent of you is pumped to send the kiddos off on their way after a loooong summer of spending every moment thisclose to each other. Then there's that 10 percent of you that wants to cry your eyes out like Aly Raisman after she completed her floor routine in Rio. Or maybe it's the other way around. Either way, here are the thoughts every parent has on the first morning of the school year.
At 6:00 a.m. you think:
“Happy dance! The kids go back to school today.”
“I’ll get up early to get us organized so we don’t have to rush.”
At 6:30 a.m. you think:
“Of course the kids choose this morning to sleep in. You had all summer to sleep in and you didn’t!”
At 6:45 a.m. you think:
“Breakfast AND toothpaste on your first day of school outfit?!?”
At 7:00 a.m. you think:
“One lunch packed, just 179 to go…”
“x 2 kids.
x 12 years.
That’s like a trillion lunches...right?”
At 7:02 a.m. you think:
“I wonder if I could pay someone to pack lunches.”
At 7:20 a.m. you think:
Where did I put my coffee?
At 7:45 a.m. you think:
“PLEASE just hold this sign I printed from Pinterest, smile for a picture, and stop looking like I am dragging you to jail.”
At 7:50 a.m. you think:
“Coffee, come out, come out, wherever you are...”
“It’s probably cold by now anyhow.”
At 7:52 a.m. you think:
“Did I remember to pack everything? Maybe I should go over that supply list one more time?
At 7:53 a.m. you think:
“No matching socks? How is that possible? I just did laundry.”
At 7:54 a.m. you think:
“His shoes fit fine yesterday. How can they be too tight today?”
At 7:55 a.m. you think:
“We need to leave right now. We’re going to miss the bus.”
At 7:56 a.m. you think:
“FORGOT THE LUNCH BOX!”
At 7:58 a.m. you think:
“The bus is here!”
“Oh, you don’t need a hug goodbye? Cool, me neither.”
At 7:59 a.m. you think:
“There seems to be something in my eye.”