Are you sick to death of other people's awkward back-to-school photos cluttering up all your feeds? WELL TOO BAD. HERE ARE MORE. AS REQUIRED BY BLOG LAW.
I'm sorry. I don't make the rules.
Seventh grade, still defiantly wearing a Minecraft shirt in the face of Fortnite, which he refuses to play on principle.
(I don't know what that principle is exactly, he's just very adamant about not playing Fortnite. Up yours, peer pressure!)
And fourth and second grade, respectively. We never have our act together enough to make cute little signs or anything, but I did manage to find some Post-Its to write their teachers' names and bus numbers on since they were both suddenly nervous about getting lost in the school they've been attending for years now.
(To be fair, it's massive. I'm pretty sure you could fit my entire high school in the cafeteria.)
I did have my act together enough to make him eggs, however. He was very happy with them. He also came home SUPER EXCITED because the cafeteria now has a SALAD BAR.
(A salad bar! My school definitely didn't have that. Plenty of faith-destroying hypocrisy and sanctimony, though. Good times.)
The house was SO QUIET after they left it was eerie. I developed a migraine (should've borrowed the Magic Glasses) and actually got to suffer in complete silence for once! I was feeling mostly better by the time they got home, which was good, because MOM MOM MOM MOM GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT NEW FRIENDS SALAD BAR MOM MOM MOM.
(Noah was much more subdued, like yep. Here we go again with this bullshit.)