Some of you may know this about my family; to others this is a new thing. When I wake the children in the morning, it is only to move them from their beds to the den. I place each child in front of the fire place. In the winter months, the fire glows softly and warms their bones. In the warmer months, they might request a blanket, but mostly it gives them a peaceful spot to finish waking up. This is what they looked like this morning.
Layton never actually awakened. He basically slept through getting dressed and had to be carried to the car. So, I give you a picture of him from Saturday instead. Yes, he is wearing orange (a color I avoid due to my vampire-like complexion). I have decided he must be a Tennessee fan. My crimson blood is still reeling from this discovery.
Ella was ready for her first day of first grade. She picked out a brand new lunchbox and backpack. Of course I had her name monogrammed on each.
Hadley has reached the point where she doesn't want me to help her get ready in the mornings. She picks her own clothes, fixes her hair, and handles her own breakfast. Apparently, she doesn't need me anymore. Who am I kidding? I totally bought all her school supplies.
I was glad to usher each one of them to school this morning. We have a better routine during the school year. We know what is going on each and every day. There are no surprises with scheduling. Summer comes along and it's as if my calendar takes the shape of spaghetti. I heart school.
