First day of school

Yes, this seems a week or two late, but yesterday was our first day of school.  With our recent trip to Ireland, the kids missed the first week of school.  This year, Finorah is in 1st grade and Conall is in PreK.  Finorah is a bus rider, both in the morning and in the afternoon.  We all walk to the end of our cul-de-sac and she boards the bus with 8 other kids in our neighborhood.  Conall is in school every morning from 9:00am -- 12:00pm. This means that for the first time in two years, I have some regularly scheduled time to myself!  When Conall turned 2, the following fall, we enrolled him in the same preschool Finorah was in.  It gave me Tuesday and Thursday mornings with both of them in school. Last year, Conall was in morning preschool MWF, but Finorah was in afternoon kindergarten.  It led to mommy madness sometimes.

This year, Finorah was totally thrilled to go back to school.  She really loves being in the school environment and was excited to make new friends (as her school has three first grade classes and they switch kids around).  Conall was moving into the five-day program at his preschool (his preschool had four Step Two classes) and there are only 4-5 kids from his last class in this class.  He was a little more reluctant to go to school.  With the promise of a turtle, a dollar every time he went to school without pitching a fit, and a motorcycle dropoff, he went to school.

Finorah had a spectacular day, of course.  She made two new friends and though she didn't remember their names, she assured me that she would learn them by the end of the week bc names are repeated all the time at school.  She is in the thick of the cold we picked up in Ireland, so she was exhausted by the time she got off the bus and in the house.  She perked up real fast though when the neighborhood girls knocked to play outside.

 The sass is strong with this one...

Upon pickup, Conall had THE BEST DAY EVER!  It was super cute that he was so excited about his school day, telling me his teacher was amazing and that he made a new friend.  He wasn't sure of the boy's name, but did know that he had a blue shirt on and he could put the basketball all the way up in the basketball hoop in the gym. 😂  He was also exhausted by 2:00pm and then the school day story completely changed, saying he didn't like it. This morning was a little bit of coaxing him to remember how much fun he had the day before and he went off without a protest.  We may have to do some coaxing for a week or two, but I think he will have a great school year.

This is his "model -- full fledge" pose (which I think is supposed to be his full fledge model pose). 

This one is out of focus bc I was cracking up too much.  He told me that he wanted to do another pose and proceeded to sit down and say "This is the meditation pose".