Back to School

The boys started back to school, and boy was that a hard week.  I love going to the beach at the very end of the summer, but this year I had an especially hard time jumping back into real life.  They were all excited about their teachers and riding the bus and seeing old friends.  There is always the stereotype that school lunch is disgusting, but my boys love it!  Matt stayed to say good-bye to them and Cameron had to get his backpack out just like he was going too.  He was pretty sad when he had to stay home by himself.  It only took about 30 minutes for him to say "Where Nate?"  And then after that, "Where Daddy?"  

Sam if off to Kindergarten so he is gone all day just like the older boys.  He is doing great and he loves to tell me about his work.  I really miss him.   While I'm thinking about him, here are a couple "SAMS."  

I remembered today why I shouldn't have him empty the garbage for his chore.  I see this odd collection of things I though I threw away sitting on the bench.  Sam comes in and says, "I just emptied the garbage and look at all this great stuff I found!"  Sooo cute, but now I have to figure out how to throw it away again.

On our way to soccer the other night, he says, "Mom, see those signs with the big P and the line through it?  That sign means that you can't pee anywhere around there."  I tried to explain that it meant that you couldn't park there, but he was so sure about it that I thought, yea, you shouldn't pee there either.  What a unique way of thinking he has-he sometimes reminds me of my sister Emily.  Love that boy...and all my boys!