Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Houston, we have a teacher.

Tonight it was Pierce's turn for open house. My little man is headed to second grade and isn't that pumped about it all, but tonight he was excited. 

Note that the hair is slightly different, there is now hair gel, and slicked a little over. This is all of his own design. 

I forced him to stop and smile, which was horrible. 

I did the usual thing. Introduced myself to the teacher, started filling out the paperwork, offered to volunteer, and misplaced Hope.

Where is Hope?? Oh there she is, talking with someone she doesn't know!

Seriously this child does NOT know a stranger. She snuggled up to some girls, and made fast friends.

And here she is. Um, is it just me or is everyone fresh faced and YOUNG? A mere 22 years old, first year teacher, and seems just sweet as punch.

So, we are teachered up, and tomorrow is our last official day home. I say, let's pull this off like a band aid and get this party started, because I am ready, or maybe I should say, ready as I'll ever be.


Susie said...

Glad to see he is excited to be going back. Man that teacher must of just graduated. She is a pretty one though!!

Jami said...

Boy do his eyes just shine blue. My, that teacher does look young. Good luck!!!

Jaime Mac said...

I can't wait to hear about their first day of school...and YOURS...

(Here's what I'm envisioning: you crying an ugly cry...you dry it up & realize how QUIET it is...you take a nap...you watch a little tv...you do whatever your little heart desires...) It's gonna be awesome... promise! ;)