First Day Of School

Today is only the second time in 33 years that I have not headed off to school. Am I sad about it? Not one little bit. Not even an OUNCE of sadness or nostalgia. I am living my dream and I am passionate about motherhood. I've never known a passion like this in my life and I plan to soak up every ounce of their babyhood as long as possible. Yes, we'll miss the income and we will be making some pretty big sacrifices in order for me to stay home, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
Last year on this day, I was knee deep in "Holy-cow-what-have-we-gotten-ourselves-into-with-these-three-week-old-energy-suckers?". I didn't spend a great deal time really discussing how difficult raising infant twins was because I was just so grateful to have them and to finally be a mother. I never wanted to come across as ungrateful or whiny. But those first few months...sometimes we're not sure how we survived.
This morning, on this first day of school, I really wanted to be out in the neighbourhood soaking up the energy of the parents and children on their way to school. So, I loaded the babies up in their cars and off we went. I loved the crisp morning air and the sun shining warmly on us.

A welcomed sight for many parents.

This is the school in which Chick and Pea be registered in a few years.

I loved seeing this police officer across the street from the school with his radar gun.  The babies and I went over to thank him for being there. 

We hoped that he wouldn't give us a ticket.

We then went to the park to play.

I hope the babies will always be this happy on the first day of school.