My son Connor, 9, entered grade 4 “on the second floor of the school!” he so proudly reminds me every minute – and my 4-year-old, Brock, started junior kindergarten. Holy smokes, where did the time go? Not only was this a big day for both of them as they met their teachers, picked lockers, and strut down the hallway in their newly pressed uniforms; but it was a big day for me as well. No, I didn’t cry (those who know me well know I’m not a crier) but I am a happy snapper. Yes, I’m that mom: I couldn’t stop snapping photos of them with their backpacks and grins from ear-to-ear.
I don’t know how many shots I’ve gotten of the kids with either their hands in front of their face trying to avoid my "just one more photo, guys pleease!"My kids know me all too well... if I don’t feel I’ve got enough shots on my regular camera, I’ll take a few on my phone as well for quick upload to Facebook. I know, I know, there are much more important things in life than showing off my gorgeous little boys to my friends and family who already know what they look like, but, do you blame me?
As if the million pictures I took just the minute before weren't enough to showcase this special time in their lives. Hey, they'll thank me when they're older. And yes, I'm sticking with that.
What's your most memorable first-day-of-school moment? Take a moment to think about how you felt and how you made it special for your family.