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School's In Session

I noticed yesterday that Wal-Mart is starting to stock up on their school supplies. Notebooks and folders in primary colors will now start popping up near entrances in stores everywhere (they're the ones right next to the Christmas supplies).

School, it's the love/hate relationship of every mother from California to Maine and it all starts with those blasted notebooks.

Pretty soon there will be school lists and clothing lists. There will be open houses and kindergarten camps. Parents everywhere will be forking out hundreds of dollars for crayons, pencils, markers, erasers, paper, binders, headphones, and glue, none of which they will ever see again.

There will be backpacks, alarm clocks, and shoes to buy. Hair appointments to be made, bikes to fix-up and bedtimes to restart. All in the hopes that the fateful day will come and you can gratefully (yet lovingly) push them out the door with a kiss and a 'Have fun.'

Then you'll be able to crash on a chair and just breath.

Well, that is until you realize they've forgotten their lunch or when they call to inform you they missed the bus.

Don't forget that you'll have to be up at 6AM every morning and you'll STILL be racing to get them out the door on time. But you will be able to go grocery shopping in peace. You'll be able to go to the post office without a tornado following you in. You'll be able to listen to whatever dang music you want for as long as you want and as loud as you want!

Until 3PM when everyone will come screaming and pouting into the car, explaining how they didn't like what was for lunch (and somehow it's your fault they didn't eat). Ah, but they'll go to bed at 7PM and you can throw yourself on the couch and just breath for five minutes. . . . Before you realize there's no clean clothes or milk money.

And don't forget the language they'll start bringing home. Words like homework and quadratic equation will start flowing from your child's mouth at the least favorable of moments. 

Then there's those stupid reading logs. Who came up with those? Can't you just take my word for it that my kid read? Do I really need to fill out and sign an affidavit?

My favorite is the food requests. It's as if every teacher shops at the same exotic foods store and I've somehow missed the memo on where exactly the place is located. "Our class is learning about islands this week. I've asked each child to bring one island themed food to share with the class. To make things easier I've assigned everyone a specific item. Your daughter has been asked to bring Mango Marshmallows. Two bags should be enough."

If you thought being in school was hard... trying doing homework for four kids! But don't worry I've heard that the Science Fair isn't until next year.


Cannwin spends her time searching for her inner Shakespeare in the hopes that one day she will be able to dethrone the king and take her place as the greatest writer of all time. She currently resides in South Dakota with her husband and four children. You can explore more of her world at The Great and Random Ramblings of Cannwin and The Literary Soundtrack.

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