'Twas the "First Day of School" Day

'Twas the "First Day of School" day and like I did say, "Marc and Kim" woke me up in a radio way. The sleep in my eyes was heavy indeed and I stumbled around like an old tumbleweed. The boy got up quickly, his hair was a mess...he's such a darn cutie I have to confess. The girls had less pep which was not a surprise, so I turned on the light to force open their eyes. The new clothes went on, pumped up kicks tied up tight. The brushes came out to get hairdos just right. Their feet were quite heavy trudging down all the stairs and they took their seats gladly with dark, sleepy glares. Traditional cinnamon roll breakfast they ate while GMA schooled us on the union's current state. The Nikon came out from their mom, the film nazi, while the kids flipped and flopped like they were avoiding paparazzi. We got in the car and we drove to school 1, quickly remembering the whole drop off "fun". The boy needed escorting to his first grade room, while sweet G kissed me quickly and was off with a boom. "Okay!", I said sadly, "That's that. Now let's skedaddle." And we crossed to our car in a "Frogger-esque" battle. Middle school was next and nothing had changed except there were faculty neatly arranged. They stood in like clothing to show us the way and waved frantically at the parents going in the wrong way(how dare they do such a thing). It made me feel better to drop her today, she was older and showed some 6th graders the way. I drove away not knowing how to react on this "First Day of School" day, now that is a fact. So I just drove to Target, got a new throw for the sofa and left out of Starbucks with a white chocolate mocha. Ole'.

Poetry slam over for awhile. Everybody snap your applause.


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