And she's off!

Lindsey made it through her first few days of school and still loves the place! Tuesday night we went to Open House, and David forgot her school supplies (I was in charge of bringing three kids; David was in charge of school supplies. Guess it is better that he forgot his stuff than if I had forgotten mine). Open House was a bit chaotic with all those people in the classroom, so I'm hoping very few people noticed that I had a streak of poo on my shirt (Benton's, not mine). But on that note, Benton is potty trained! One week ago we put him in underwear and we haven't looked back. He's doing great except for the poop thing, but he'll figure it out.

The morning school started David and I both planned to take Lindsey to her class, so he took Benton and Kate to the sitter while Lindsey and I went to clock in at my school. Then we met up at the Perry's house and got pictures of the girls before the first day of school. Look out PHES, here they come!

Lindsey, Campbell, Abby Grace, and Madilyn. Lindsey and Madilyn are in the same class.

Walking in with dad on the first day of school

 

Outside her classroom. Miss Natalie and Miss Tina are her teachers.

 Although we took Lindsey to school her first day, she rode the teacher shuttle to my school at the end of the day. The teacher shuttle is a fabulous perk for teachers in the county that is basically a school bus that runs between schools for teachers' children only. Lindsey was excited about riding the bus to my school. The first afternoon buses run late, so I wasn't concerned when 3:45 rolled around and Lindsey was not at my school yet. Around 4:00, I got nervous. I was standing guard at the front door of the school. Then sweet Anna Grace, another teacher's child, jumped off bus 370 and the bus drove off. Panicking, I grabbed Anna Grace and asked if there was a precious little kindergartener on her bus. She had not seen anyone that matched my description. I was searching for a Xanax as another teacher at my school walked up from another bus holding Lindsey's hand. My sweet child had gotten on the teacher shuttle and gotten off at the first stop, which was the middle school. Although I have a bone to pick with the driver who let that innocent child off at the wrong stop, I was so proud of my daughter who realized she was at the wrong school, walked into the office, told them she couldn't find her mommy, and then told them her mommy is Mary Kylie Ruff and she teaches at Desoto Central High School. The secretary put her on the next bus headed to my school. If Benton had gotten off the bus at the wrong school, he would still be in that office insisting that my name is mommy. Luckily, the last three days have been much smoother and Lindsey now gets off the bus with Anna Grace. Getting on the bus has been trickier the past two mornings, but she will get adjusted. And nothing beats ending my school day seeing that little bundle of energy running down B hall at my school. For the first of what will be many times, I'm one proud mama.