Thursday, August 5, 2010
It’s the first day of school at Wifey’s House and I’m not sure whether to get all sentimental and cry or
run around the house naked jump for joy. Truth be told I’m leaning toward the second but I do get a little mushy at times like this – I just can’t believe they’re getting so big. Miles is in fourth grade and my little baby girl is a second grader. Wow.
After braving the heat for six hours at Six Flags yesterday, I went grocery shopping so I would have everything I need to make them these for their lunch boxes …
And these for breakfast …
I was channeling my inner Martha Stewart, whipping up stuff from scratch. We’ll see how long that lasts, although the kids loved it. Milan told me I was "the best mom EVER!" And, Miles gave me a huge hug. Maybe there’s something to this cooking thing.
Before we piled in the car to head to school we took our annual back-to-school pics on the porch.
Hmm, how long until that school bus pulls up?
Winks & Smiles,