After the triplets were almost kicked out of the church nursery school last weekend ... oh, I didn't tell you about that? ... today as we were driving to school, I concocted a song sung to the theme of "We're Off To See the Wizard" from The Wizard of Oz.
It went something like this:
"We're off to go to school, where we'll follow all the rules. We listen to what our teacher says and we take turns and don't cry. We love to learn and learn and learn and we do not pick our nose, we love to share and go to the potty and not wait too late and wet our pants. And then we'll eat our lunch and make sure we drink our water. And then mommy will come back for us and we'll all go to the zoo! HURRAY!!"
The kids loved that song, so I sang it again, with extra emphasis on not picking our nose or wetting our pants. Because that seems to be a problem, lately.
Today is a shorter day for them since they are only scheduled to be at school for two hours. Tomorrow, they'll start at 8:45 and be picked up at noon.
Carolyn told me this morning, "Mommy, I so excited. I not cry today at school. I be happy!!"
We've been building this up so much, that everyone was thrilled to go. There were no tears. Not from the children, and not from me. Well, not until I saw that the first month's tuition is due.
As we drove away, I knew that if it wasn't for Henry in the backseat laughing at the bubbles I was blowing in to the vent so that they would billow over the seats towards him, today would have been a lot more difficult for me.
I just can't believe my babies are off to school.
I also can't believe that I've only been home for 45 minutes and it's time to go pick them up, again.