Anyway, it's the first day of school! Here are my kids, showing their personalities, this morning before heading off to fourth grade!
I'm so excited for them! Good luck today kiddos!
The first day of school prompted memories of third grade. My last born son and I were reminiscing about how eventful it was. Here's my synopsis of third grade:
The first day of school, my teacher, Mr. Wright taught us the meaning of the word "Difficult". Yes, it was a sign.
Theresa ate paper and liked it. She said it was a good substitute for gum.
Merrilee asked to be my friend. I was so glad. To this day I wonder, though, if my mom talked to her mom about this.
Someone wrote my name with a boy's in the "Tunnel of Love." My best friend Cyndi and I ran out after school equipt with erasers and pencils. First we erased, then we scribbled over it. After all, I wasn't even old enough to date.
Lisa pulled the fire alarm. Bad idea. First, Mrs. Russell caught her by the arm, bruising her, then the firemen gave her "the lecture."
Now, on the fourth grade...




