I spend the first week of school floundering to keep my head above water and hand in all of the forms. (My paperwork blog about says it all.) But how can I forget that the last week of school is equally traumatizing? Conversation like this ensue:
The last week of school is out to get me. It knows I’m skating by. IT KNOWS I have nothing left to give. And that is when it asks for everything. Teachers, I know you’re feeling me on this.
Somehow we survived the last week. It is officially “summer” even though it’s spring. 😉 It wasn’t until after we’d left on the last day of school that I realized I hadn’t gotten a photo of my kids on the last day. Not one. No teacher picture. Nothing.
And so that is why today I made them do this–like the excellent mother that I am.
Me: We are going outside to take last day of school photos!
My daughter: Wasn’t that like five days ago?
Me: Yes, but this is the kind of mother I am, so this is happening.
Don’t they look cute? 🙂
And the comparison I wanted to see… Mission accomplished, even if it is a few days late. 😉