We have entered School Age

I still don't feel old enough to have a child in kindergarten. Madilynn finished her second day today and so far its a success. Maybe it will hit me the hardest when Bubba starts school. He still has 3 more years to go. Suddenly that seems so far off. It will probably be nice once they are both in school all day! Think of the savings on daycare I will have at that point.
The First Day:
Scared to let her ride the bus alone, for fear that she would not find her classroom, we both drove her down to school. We probably looked like typical cheesy family, all four of us walking to the classroom on the first day. Yes, I took tons of pictures that morning. Not just of Madi standing with her backpack but also of her getting ready, eating breakfast, etc. But no I did not take the camera to the school, I am not that bad. Madi's been in preschool and there were a couple years of her being in full time daycare but something about big kid school just makes me tear up a little. Even though its only AM kindergarten which is 8:15-10:55. I think her preschool was actually longer than this. But oh well thats what we get with the under financed school systems. At least her teacher is lovely and I am very excited for this year.
Madi rode the bus home that first day and she loved that more than actually being in class. Go figure.
Day #2
Mitchell walked both kids to the bus stop and Madi was eagerly awaiting the chance to ride to school with the big kids in the morning. Bubba tripped hard being his goofy self and went hands first into prickly bushes. Mitchell spent the next 10 minutes trying to pick out the owees while Bubba sobbed on his lap. At least Daddy, the hero, was there. When they came back to the house sans Madi, Bubba even let him pick at his hands with tweezers. Why does he let Daddy do this and not Mommy? If I were to pull the tweezers out in front of him he would yell "No I hate it!" and run to hide. Yes you can thank big sister for that vocabulary. After the short couple of hours of quiet in the house and serving my toddler three different breakfasts we drove to the school to get Madi. I wanted to talk to her teacher. What do I get in response to her not taking the bus home? Glares and a pouty face. While other kids run yelling "Mommy!!!" I get "I don't want you to pick me up, I want to take the bus!". Okay then. We proceed to a local park so the kids can get their energy out. But of course all my kids ever want to do is swing. Seriously, go PLAY. Run, jump, climb, get the wiggles out so you are too tired to fight once we get home. Madilynn proceeds to fall HARD off the swing and get barkdust down her shirt and pants, in her hair, and scrapes her elbows. She sobbs for ten minutes and doesn't seem to want to stop so we leave. Now I have both crying, Bubba because he wants to play and Madi because her head hurts. At least after lunch its naptime! And the daily school routine proceeds tomorrow.