The summer flew by. I feel like Reed was in Kindergarten just a few weeks ago--and now he's already in first grade!
Oh, wait, right. He was in Kindergarten just a few weeks ago.
I'm so hilarious. Anyway, our summer break did indeed go by alarmingly quickly and suddenly (ish), we found ourselves at Sunday night, better known as First Day of School Eve! I mentioned in last week's beast that I had the Priesthood Preview last Sunday. Well, in my haste to get out the door, I forgot to make a plan with Ryan about Reed's back to school father's blessing. Ryan gave Reed a blessing while I was gone, and I was honestly a little sad to miss out, but happy that Ryan was able to give Reed a blessing to help ease Reed's nerves the night before the first day. When I got home, Ryan told me that Reed was feeling nervous about eating lunch at school for the first time, ever. Ryan got to talk to Reed about how all the other kids in his class were new at eating lunch at school, too, and he was sure the teacher would give them plenty of directions and that lunch would be great. Reed calmed down after their chat. After I talked to Ryan, I peeked in on the boys and found Reed still awake. We talked for a minute about his night, and I asked if he felt good during the blessing. He said he did, but was still nervous about lunch, but (in his words), "Then Daddy talked to me about it and I felt a lot better." How sweet is that?
I'll take a second here to note Reed's outfit of choice: the soccer shirt Grandma Lexie bought for him (it says "SKILLED," but when his backpack is on looks like it says "KILLED" which Asher thought was hilarious), his red shorts (some of his faves), and converse with FLAMES on them. He's so legit. He was very particular about his backpack, opting for a "cool design" over a character. He created two pins for his backpack: one that has a Harry Potter lightning bolt with green and black background--to match his backpack colors, of course--and one with a Harry Potter wand and various Harry Potter spells written all over it. And, side note, those buttons were a trial of my patience in mothering. I had two create-your-own buttons my mom gave me from her craft stash that were purchased many, many years ago. One day, for M and B time, I suggested we decorate the buttons together for his backpack. He scoffed at the suggestion. I felt a little bit rejected, so was quite happy when Asher thought that making buttons was the best idea EVER and happily colored with me. When Reed saw Asher's buttons he was so upset because he had wanted to make a button so badly, just apparently not that day. Right. Because he totally portrayed and enumerated that with his reaction. Thus began our search for more buttons to make. I wasn't even sure these buttons were produced anymore, so you can imagine my joy when we found said buttons at the second store we looked at. Crises averted. We bought two buttons for Reed, then had to buy a button for Lila, too, but no one was surprised by her desire to have exactly what the boys had.
His backpack was loaded with all his school supplies (to be left at school) and was literally wider than he is.
Poor, sad Asher
And last note on school--who knew a first day of school post could be so long?--because of Asher's tonsillectomy and my mom's help, I didn't drop Reed off at school until Friday! Weird, right?
I lied. One more note: poor Asher was so distraught that Bubba would be leaving him for the full day that he was just sobbing when it came time to go! Honestly, I hadn't really though about how Reed going to full-day school would affect Asher. Asher wouldn't even get into a picture with Reed. Reed tried to hug Asher (and we tried to photograph it), but poor Asher was just so sad he didn't want anything to do with any of it! He's certainly missed his Bub this week.