Tom and I got up extra early this morning to prepare a special 1st Day of School breakfast for the boys. Thank goodness we’d prepared for this last night.
The boys both had their school clothes laid out and the backpacks loaded for the day. I had the lunches packed too. Aside from the missing class schedule, they were ready to go.
Tom cooked up sausage for both boys, and eggs for BoBo. Since YaYa professes to hate eggs, I made him some French toast. Two large glasses of OJ and, ta-da, a perfect breakfast.
We were off without much incident. I took the yearly first day of school photo and we were in the car heading to the high school by 7 am. One by one, I dropped them off and wished them a good day.
Now, I sit and wait to find out how their days went. It’s hard to say how much information BoBo will provide, being a teenager and all, but I anticipate YaYa having a thing or two to say about his day.
This is my way of being a spectator/supporter for them. They are not on a race course, but they are on a journey. I am on the sidelines cheering away, offering them some nutrition or hydration, and then waiting at the end of each milestone just in case I am needed for something.
Just as I do better when they are on the sidelines for me, I know that my being there is important even if I am never needed for anything. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I’m certainly not dissing you :-) But that SO reminds me of the excellent organized manner my mom took care of me, and her a single mom! We are so busy, we have such a hard time staying organized, but we’re working hard to get better…for the boys.
Getting out the door at 7 am is a challenge already so when Tom got the idea to make a special breakfast I had to take care of some of the morning items ahead of time.
This is my first September ever of not getting kids off to school. Very strange. I’m getting one off to a 10 day wilderness orientation tomorrow but that isn’t quite the same thing. Nice going with the fancy breakfast and all. I don’t think I ever did that. I just tortured them with taking ‘first day of school’ pictures. I miss shopping for school supplies, though :-(
The special breakfast was a nice touch! It’s always been just me getting the kids off to school, even on the first day, but this year I see Hubby has the day off. I should see if he’d like to do something special like this!
We have a challenge with our two kids on separate buses with different times, but I think we could have some fun with it.
I really like how you’ve compared it to cheering on a race and how Being There is a very good thing. As a mom of a 14 and almost 11 y.o. kids I sometimes wonder just how much they need me. The race analogy reminded me that support is always welcome :)