1st Grade

Preston and Claire said they wanted to be in the same class this year. Their last school advised against it, so I didn't think it would happen. On meet the teacher night I anxiously looked at the list and to our surprise the kids were put in the same class. We met their teacher, she seemed uncomfortable when she found out they were twins. I asked her how she felt about it and she replied, "We'll see how it goes." Wow that was reassuring! I  left feeling very emotional and confused. I wanted to go straight into the office and switch them to a different teacher. One that seemed more experienced and happy about having twins. David thought I should wait and see how it goes, but all of my mommy sensors went off. What if they didn't do well in class together. What if they fell behind academically? When we got home David and I discussed some positive things about them being in the same class and he convinced me the teacher would be good. It would be nice to have the same homework schedule. I was on board.

We had fun getting ready for school. I laid out their outfits and got all of their stuff together. David gave them a special blessing. In the morning we took pictures and fussed all over our big kids. David left for work and I drove them to school. I cried on the way there. I thought it would be easier this time around, nope! It is a huge chunk of the day that we're apart and I have no idea what they are doing. When we walked into their classroom their teacher told me one of them was being moved to a new class. My heart stopped. Which one, why, I couldn't even ask anything I was so shocked. Why would they do this to six year old twins on the first day? It turns out Claire was getting moved to a teacher my neighbor had a bad experience with. She asked me if she could walk me into that class and I said "No, I am going to the office." My protective mode set off and I walked into the office telling them what happened and that I wanted another teacher. I got denied and was told the other classes were full and that she was a great teacher( I wasn't convinced). Meanwhile Claire was crying, Rhett was crying. The assistant principle ended up pushing Rhett's stroller while I dragged Claire along. She would not even walk into her classroom on her own. I felt like we were pretty dramatic and I was embarrassed. I hugged her goodbye and had to leave her crying. It broke my heart.

 On my tearful drive home  I saw a little boy alone in his diaper on the side of the street. I pulled over and knocked on doors till I found his parents. His Dad was in the shower and didn't know he was out. It was a crazy morning to say the least. I met David for lunch at firehouse subs(we did that last year too).

When the kids got home they were happy and excited. It wasn't until I put Preston to bed that he started crying, telling me he missed Claire so much. That he didn't see her all day and he didn't understand why they couldn't be in the same class. I knew it would all work out, but I was temporarily devastated. it was time to go to bed and start fresh.

I am happy to say that they are doing good now. They love their school and teachers, so that is enough for me. On friday I was relieved it was the weekend and happy to have them home with us. The End.

Our house, still working on the interior. I still can't believe we are in a house, we love it. More pictures to come.

Claire is quite the helper at home. She has been getting Rhett out of his crib, she helps dress him, and even puts his diaper on him occasionally. I am going to miss my sweet lil' girlfriend.

Preston was very eager to get back to school. He loves to read and be with his friends. He is a loyal friend and he tries to make others happy.  I am going to miss his laugh.

Neighbors Lily and Gunnar

Rhett's new friend Alex brought over cupcakes to share. He lives right next door. They look and act alike. I am glad I still have my little buddy around.