1st Grade: First Day 2016

As Jacqueline said to me this morning while tieing her own sneakers, “Well Dad, I guess we are officially first-graders now.” Yes you are. And off to school they go, beginning the 2016-17 school year. Time will again race by, but this moment we enjoy, and capture, only to look back on it and wonder where the time went.

They couldn’t wait to get on the bus. Theodore told me last night, “Dad I am not excited for school, I just can’t stop thinking about it.” This morning he asked my wife and I if they could walk down to the bus on their own after today. We said one, or both of us, will get them on the bus each day, to which he replied, “Maybe in second grade, or at least when we are 8.”

As for today it was Dad, Mom, and the twins all at the bottom of the driveway, waiting for the bus. The rest is history.

The twins are ready to take on First Grade. 

Same bus. Same bus driver (they love Kami). Same route. Sometimes new beginnings are easier with some familiarity.

They posed for the picture. Holding hands, well that just happened automatically. At least they have each other.

“Come on Dad, let’s go!” Down the driveway we went to meet the bus. 1inawesomewonder (C) 2016.

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Twin Adventures – Pillow Fort

Jackie gets some air during a play at home day. (C) 1inawesomewonder.

Then, we got serious and built a fort that had 3 rooms, a fan blowing air through it, and a separate TV viewing area. (C) 1inawesomewonder.

Blessed Mornings

So, time and time again I stop and consider just how fortunate I am. I mean life is hectic. Something always gets in the way of something else. Demands on my time seem to have no end. Others come first, and there just seems to be so many ‘others’. Days run right into weeks and the top of to-do lists turn upside down, and even start over again. Sometimes I think this pace approaches madness. Early morning, late nights, full days, never enough time.

Then; Then right in the middle of overtired, battling every cold that comes home, body aching, attitudes in need of adjustment, and a list of things to get done that just won’t quit; there is peace in prayer. There is peace in meditation. There is peace in the quiet moments that never seem to linger long enough.

The twins on a quiet fall morning. The sun was rising and the shadows were long. My oh my, they’re beautiful children. I’m a blessed man on another blessed morning. photo by 1inawesomewonder (C).