Mar had middle school registration this morning. She is really cracking me up with all the anticipation and excitement for school to start she exudes. I have to blog about it because I know there will come a day in the not-too-distant future that she will bemoan having to get up for school every day, and the homework that will be inevitably attached.
For now, I'll enjoy how cute and sweet it is that she is so gosh darn thrilled about it.
For now, I'll enjoy how cute and sweet it is that she is so gosh darn thrilled about it.
I was worried when we pulled up to the school and the parking lot was loaded - I have spent hours of my life in many a long line for school registration, and this looked as bad as ever. We were lucky to squeeze into a non-designated parking spot just as someone was leaving, and headed into the school, Mar chatting it up the whole way. The process was about the easiest ever, thanks to all the online rigmarole I had patiently waded through a week or two ago. We breezed through the required stations, picked up her PE clothes and ID card, and walked around the school to figure out her daily class routine.
{Cake.}
In a celebratory spirit (and for kicks/fun/laughs), I thought I would share pics of Bill and me in 6th grade.
Neither of us got to move up to the big leagues (the I-think-I'm-in-big-leagues-but-I'm-really-just-in-the-more-often-than-not-awkward-middle) at that age, but Mar's excitement has reminded me of how much I couldn't wait to hit the Junior High scene the following year.
Her countdown chain is getting shorter. Seven more days.
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