Open House!

Earlier this evening was Em's kindergarten open house. Up until this point I was having some major freak-outs. Thinking about my tiny girl in this class room all by herself would literally keep me up at night (along with, you know, a 1mo old). I felt like how tonight would go would make or break me in terms with how I feel leading up to Monday morning. So I am very happy to report that things couldn't have gone any better!

My MIL decided she wanted to go to the open house with us. I was a little apprehensive about someone else besides me, DH, and the kids going to something so important, but it ended up being a good thing. She got to see her granddaughter in her element (because seriously, my girl was made for school. Reading, learning, making friends in 2 seconds? That's her thing), she helped cart around a fussy baby, plus when I felt uncertain about the pick-up schedule from school, she had no qualms about just marching up to the teacher and asking again. So, a good thing. :)

We got there about 6 this evening and made our way to the kindergarten wing. One of the first people we saw was this dad of one of the little girls from Em's t-ball team. I had worried about his daughter and Em having the same class because she was the one always in trouble, not listening, running away, etc. I do like her dad, though, especially since him and DH hit it off. I was sort of cute, him having a daddy friend. :) So, of course, Em and M ended up in the same class together! I'm ok with it, as long as my little follower doesn't start coming home in trouble! Because when I say little follower, I mean it. The whole "if someone jumped off a cliff, would you?" applies to her because if one of her friends jumped off that cliff, she'd take a running leap right behind them.

She made another little friend while I filled out the endless piles of paperwork, so I'm not worried about that come Monday at all. Girl can make her some friends. She actually didn't want to leave when it was time to go and I had to tell her it was only 4 more sleeps until her first day of school. So yeah, my little 5yr old is going to be all calm and chill when she gets dropped off, while I'll be discreetly breathing into a paper bag. 

The rest of the week/end looks a little something like this:

Friday - dropping the kids off at my mom's early and then me and my bestie are going shopping at the Rhea Lana sale here in town. I've started early on the kids' fall/winter wardrobe, so I'm hoping to pick up some pj's and play clothes this time around.

Saturday - clean. CLEAN. C.L.E.A.N.

Sunday - take Emma to the grocery store to pick out what she wants to pack for lunch for the week. They don't have the lunch menu up yet at school so I'm not sure when she'll actually eat there.

Before heading out. Aren't they the cutest?

Even Declan got in on the action, although all 3 look decidedly unimpressed. Here. And also, how huge does my 6.5 week old baby look here? There was another couple in Emma's classroom that had  baby and my MIL had guessed that the boys were around the same age. Nope. Other baby was 3 months old!