Wow, it's been almost two weeks since I've blogged. Woops. I didn't think
it had been that long. The past few weeks have been nutty with the kids home
from camp, trying to entertain them everyday and running around looking for
school supplies. Specifically Ticonderoga pencils. Why, oh why (oh why?) do they
need specific pencils? And so many boxes of tissues? And so many many folders?
Three kids, twelve folders. I don't get it. Actually, not true, I did get it. I got
it all. I just checking everything off all three school supply lists (go me!).
Everything has been labeled with a black Sharpie and packed into their
backpacks. And it only took as long as watching two epidsodes of Seinfelds to get
it all together.
And guess what else I got together? I got the Back-to-School-Fairy stuff
together. Back-to-School-Fairy? Yeah, so since we kind of missed out on the
Tooth Fairy when we lost our first tooth a few weeks ago, my
kids have been talking about it ever since. And then I came across the idea
of the Back-to-School-Fairy, a lovely idea floating around the web, where a
small back-to-school present is delivered to each kid's backpack, along
with their school supplies.
I'd been thinking about the whole back-to-school gift idea for a few weeks
and had meant to pick something up this week but ironically enough, the kids
were always with me because there. was. no. school. I was kind up sad
that I didn't have anything for them, but I looked through my gift closet and
pulled out these very cute, very on sale, magnifying glasses I had bought in the
beginning of the summer and then promptly forgot about.
Using the same trusty Sharpie I had just used to label everything*
for school, I wrote each kid's name on their magnifying glasses (not 'cause
they're for school, more just to avoid fights) and dropped them into their
All I have to do is line up their backpacks by the front door so they can
check them out in the morning and be happy.
36 hours till school starts. Let the games begin.
*Almost everything. I don't label their underwear that goes into their extra-set-of-clothes-shoeboxes. I mean, really, if you lose your undies in school, do you really want someone to find them and know they're yours? Exactly.
Are you a Mom?
Of course you are,
your shirt is dirty :)