No Room For Tears.

So the first day of school came and went without a single tear shed by anyone.  Definitely getting up in the morning after a summer full of late starts was the hardest part.  We were prepared though. Bags were packed.  Clothes were laid out.  The days events had been discussed.  You could have called me supermom except for the fact that I was late ordering their new backpacks so they didn't have them for the first day.  

Both girls got several new outfits to start the school year but neither of them really get very excited about new clothes. So for the first day, they both chose well worn, comfy, favorite clothes to wear.  I actually think their clothes are like a security blanket for them.  They would never risk venturing out on such an important day wearing new clothes that hadn't been tested before.  On days when so many things are going to be new, it's best to just stick to what's familiar.  Lexi did decide to wear her high heeled party shoes for her first day but quickly realized their impracticality on a school-yard made of sand.  And Callie, well she got a new hat a couple days before school started and it seemed to have passed the test.  

Like her sisters first day of kindergarten, Lexi would have to go to day care for the morning since her class didn't start until after lunch.  She didn't cry but her eyes were full and she gave me extra kisses as big sister and I said good-bye until lunch time.  This was her first time at day care by herself.  The kids that she's been going to day care with for her entire little life are now all in school full time. Little sister was brave. At lunch time Callie and I picked her up and the three of us went to school together for the first time.  Lexi was all smiles.  The playground was loud but she didn't care.  She wanted to play on the play structure but her high heeled shoes kept filling with sand and were hard to climb in. Then she spotted her BFF and there was a lot of hugging and squealing!  All was going to be okay.  

As for Callie's first day of grade two, she is a old pro at this gig now.  She hangs out with me until she finds her buddies and then tells me I can go.  She has made good friends.  She knows the school inside and out.  She had met her new teacher and found her classroom before school had started.  She was confident and excited.  Excited for a new year but more excited that her little sister would now be coming to school too!

And now with the first week under our belts, Callie wants me to drop her and Lexi off and then go do my own thing. Callie says that she will make sure Lexi gets in the right line when the bell rings and that she will help Lexi get her indoor shoes on.  And after school, they don't need my help.  I can just wait in my room and they will meet me there.  Usually this type of conversation would make me all sad and emotional about my babies growing up but instead I'm just so proud of my big, brave girls that there is no room for tears this time round.