Every summer, come August, I retire from my job of being a Stay at Home Mama and go back to the world of being a working Mama. How lucky am I to be able to experience both?
Yesterday was the kids' first day back at school and boy had they missed their teachers. Not a single kid cried/whined about leaving us at drop-off this morning. Ummmm. I'm shocked!
I made the frame below for their photos. It was probably the easiest DIY project I've ever done. I just bought a frame from IKEA for about $6, painted the frame yellow, and painted the cardboard (that came in the frame) with black chalkboard paint. Bam! Adorable chalkboard frame for under $10.
I decided to digitally add the wording on the frame for these pictures (because I would need to change the board from Connor's "pre-k" wording to the twins' "pre-school" wording in between pictures), but I'm going to do chalk art in the frame when it's hanging in the playroom.
I am really looking forward to the routine of being a working Mama again and I'm kinda shocked I'm saying that, because the thing I love most about summers is a LACK of a routine! I really have enjoyed this summer of being a stay at home Mama. It's hard. SOOOO hard. And I don't think I'm the best at it, but it is so rewarding to see your kids do everything - meet every milestone, say every word, do every adorable, special thing, be able to pick up and go to the lake on a Tuesday at 10am, have dance parties and coffee snuggles in the morning, rock my babies to sleep for their naps - and to be able to get a few things done during the day or naptime. Those are the parts I will miss. But honestly, I am so lucky because my kids have the best teachers and I know they are learning and being exposed to SO much more than what I am capable of teaching them (and, of course, in turn I am able to expose them to so much that they can't get at school). It takes a village, right?
Please stick around for the next few weeks while I figure out a good balance of blogging/working/parenting/cooking/cleaning/organizing/entertaining. It always takes a bit to get it right.