Well the kids are back at school, we have new tenants at 6 sheds and my hours have been cut from my part time job.
Some news is good and some news is bad!
Now I am trying to find another part time job to replenish the bank account & to keep me busy.
Number 3 started in first grade and I was expecting myself to have a total crying & emotional fit as I loosened my apron strings to throw the last child into the clutches of "The System."
However, when I saw the queue of parents clutching their children's hands & waiting in a huge line to go into school & that there was no where to park...the police were even present. I asked number 2 to walk him to his classroom & dropped them off with a huge kiss & a wave.
I know you all think that I am the worst mother of the world, seriously I'm not.
Not until they got home & number 3 said he went to his classroom all alone as he wanted to. The independence of the third child.
Of course I was riddled with guilt that he went to full time school all on his own and that the teacher thinks that I am an uncaring mother. I'll soon fix that & deliver some spare snacks & volunteer in the classroom to get back into favour!