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How does a boy prepare for his first day of 3-year-old Preschool?  With a Silver Cloud Lush Bath Bomb, of course!  I even let him use the whoooooole ball.  (3 showers later, my bathtub still has glitter in it)  

 

 

After a good night’s sleep, he was fired up and ready to go this morning!  To further mark the occasion, I told Parker I would take him to Starbucks for a vanilla milk and a doughnut on the way to school, which pleased him mightily.  

Sadly, life intervened.  Poor Bailey is still so sick.  She just can’t shake this super-high fever (103.9 this morning!) and it just took us longer to get out of the house than I had hoped.  By the time we got to Starbucks, we were already late for school, and the drive-thru line was ridiculous.  I asked Parker if he would mind terribly if we went to the McDonalds next door instead, and snagged a chocolate milk and a cinnamon roll.  

“How ’bout some french fries?” was his reasonable request.  

We steered out of the Starbucks line, headed across the parking lot to McDonalds, and I leaned out of my window to place our order…and then saw the sign saying that the credit card machine was broken so it was cash-only.  Dagnabbit.  

I begged for Parker’s forgiveness and sent him along to his first day of school with a completely empty tummy and parched throat.  I would now like to thank the Academy for this Crappy Mom of the Day award. 

Although deprived, he was so excited to go to class and see familiar faces and meet new friends.  More than anything, he was greatly anticipating the move up to the big-kid playground.  Being 3 is just plain rad.

A rare twosome, Bailey and I made an epic Target trip, where she slept cozily in the Babyhawk and I dutifully filled our little red shopping cart to the brim with the essential products that the Boles household requires.

Nutella? Check.
Diet Coke? Check.
We’re good.

Here’s Parker and his first homework assignment.  He has been SO excited about that dang homework and can’t wait to do more.  Poor, naive kid.  How quickly that enthusiasm will be squashed…

Fingers crossed that Bailey can finally kick whatever germy funk she has been dealing with.  She needs to be able to shake this fever and I need to be able to sleep!  :)

ETA:  Just dug through my pictures to find the first day of school last year and wow, what a difference a year makes!  I can’t believe how quickly he is growing up!