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In Which the School Year Begins!

Our first day of First Grade! 
Our first home day of school. Note the bare feet!

I know they won't always be like this, but wow, what a fantastic day! We rolled out of bed between 7:30 and 7:45. Well, Brooklyn sort of popped out of bed. She was excited to start school. We had breakfast together - eggs, toast, and fruit. We made beds, did dishes, got dressed...it was an easy, yet productive morning. Brooklyn (and Madi) and I went down to our basement school room at about 9:00 to get started. What a treat to have Daddy home to keep Grayson occupied. In a few weeks he will be going to school himself, which I think is going to be wonderful for him and for us!

So, Madi chilled on her blanket while Brooklyn and I prayed over our day. We worked through some class rules, talked about the importance of having a positive, willing attitude (Brooklyn has been going through a very contrary phase!), about respecting Mommy as the teacher, and then went over the general layout of our classroom. 

We worked through our assignments (which, to be fair, mostly consisted of "write your name on your book. Look through the pages and talk about which lessons you think you'll enjoy learning about this year!, so a very easy day!). I loved it. We read about history and talked about how it's really "His Story". We started at the beginning - as in, God is eternal, outside of time, and he created us to live inside of time, which means having a beginning and an end. Deep stuff! I was overwhelmed by a sense of rightness. Sitting in that room, reading and talking to Brooklyn about where we come from and connecting everything back to God is exactly what I am supposed to be doing. We study math because God is orderly and has set patterns in the world for us to use. We study English because God first communicated with us. He spoke the universe into existence, he wrote down his laws for us to learn and live by them. He speaks to us today, so we are learning how to communicate. 

At about 10:30 we were finished. We played with Grayson, had lunch, and by noon it was nap time! Grayson went down at noon. Madi and Brooklyn (who showed me how tired she was with a display of unnecessary tears at lunch) were asleep by 12:30.

So I'm feeling a lot of self righteous virtue at the moment. Things have gone really well today. But I do know how quickly things can change. I want to store up mornings like this one my heart so when the craziness comes I will not feel like a failure. Our Academic Dean reminded us during orientation that our children's grades are not a reflection on us as parents - something I will continue to need to be reminded of. Crazy days will come when we will be lucky to get through without strangling each other. But good days happen too. I have proof - I've blogged about it!  

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