And I have plenty of photographic evidence!

Ready for school!

Backpacks are fully loaded!

3rd grade, here I come!!!

Ready to start Kindergarten!

Matthew's teacher, Mrs. Nieto

First thing this morning – like, it wasn’t even 7am yet – Peter pops into our bathroom, fully dressed and ready to head out the door.  I asked about his brothers and Samuel was up (of course) but Matthew was still asleep (of course).  Peter wanted to be the one to wake him up, and I foolishly agreed.  Long story short, I found poor Matthew sitting at the table with his head drooping into his cereal bowl while Peter talked a mile a minute at the boy.  I finally dragged Peter away and asked Matthew how he was doing.  “I’m tired” was his answer.  Then he told me how Peter woke him up too early and interrupted his good dream.  As soon as Matthew quit talking, Peter interrupted with his side of the story.

Apparently, when Peter woke Matthew up, he did it with a “Wake up, sleepy head!  You don’t want to be late on your first day of school, do you?” followed by a discourse on words that end in -ology.  You may think I’m kidding, but I am not.  Peter explained that he wanted to give Matthew a head start in KINDERGARTEN so he taught him the word “lexiology” which means, the study of flags.  Then he moved on to geology and the like.

I think Matthew will be ahead of the class if he can make it through the day without eating glue, if you know what I mean.  IT’S KINDERGARTEN, after all.

Anyway, by the time he was done eating, Matthew was pumped.  He had a great day at school, except for when he started throwing mulch at our neighbor’s boy in the pick-up line.  I don’t think it was the mulch so much as it was Peter tackling him on the hot pavement that ended Matthew’s day on a rough note.  Oh, and maybe the reprimand by the principal when she walked by and caught my two sweet boys arm wrestling on the ground.

Yes, it’s going to be a long year.  But at least it’s just Samuel at home.

Yeah, right.  Want some photographic evidence of my first day with Samuel?  First, he dumped out all his toys in his room in the 20 minutes I sent him to play alone.  Then, when I sent him up to pick them up, he stuffed them all under his bed:

Then, when I uploaded the pictures from this morning, I found some I am pretty sure I didn’t take:

I’ll give you one guess:

Yeah, it’s going to be a long year.