new school year

The start of my school year was delayed by one week and, I suppose, we did need those extra days to gather everything I needed and to label it all. My supplies list isn't anything like what one needs to buy for public school. Instead of pencils, crayons, and paper, I need cloth napkins, a napkin ring, a hand towel with a loop of a certain size, boots, a plant in a 6" clay pot, and the list goes on and on and on. Having a seamstress on call for custom orders (oh hi Trinity) makes life so much easier (and I have really cute things).

We also volunteered to prepare materials for my class. We spent the last week of summer cutting up a decade+ of National Geographic and Martha Stewart Living magazines to find pictures of vertebrates and invertebrates. We thought we were going to really fall short on the mollusks until we found the December 2006 issue of Martha Stewart Living. 

Since I am now a lunch child, I've had to write grocery lists, and make choices from my mom's flowcharts that were devised to ensure my lunches would be perfectly balanced while adhering to my school's restrictions. Luckily, nuts are not banned.

We finished all of our preparations just in time to go to Verde's for 4:00 dinner. Normally, Verde's is the ideal place to celebrate birthdays, school starting or finishing, or anything really. I can run around and play football while my parents eat. On this day, it happened to be more than 100 degrees and I was a grouch. (That's an understatement.) I ordered this cake and then complained about it profusely. I was sound asleep for the night by 7:00. 

I woke up early and very happy. I got ready quickly and independently. And look how perfect my hair is! The only glitch in the morning is that we had no granola. (Who runs out of granola? geeeeesh.)

I was the first student to arrive at school. This allowed me the opportunity to look around. My campus is 12 acres of awesome.

I was even invited to try out the playground yard while I waited for my friends to arrive. This contraption is my mom's favorite feature: baking sheets/pans and utensils attached to a wall for making some noise!

Being a lunch child is the most exhausting thing ever. I turned sour (another understatement) in the evening but, again, was sound asleep around 7:00. I am going to have to adjust my afternoon/evening routine to get everything done before I turn into a monster.