Think of it as the back to school gallimaufry even.
Gallimaufry – (n) a confused jumble or medley of things
Why yes, in honor of back to school season I did use the thesaurus (or at least the website). I certainly don’t walk around the house using the word gallimaufry.
Although to be honest, I think the word may be readily applied to several areas of the house including the play room and the laundry room.
But this… this is a round up of all the back to school fun I’ve written over the past two years.
My favorite post is still the 10 commandments of car line that was written last year. I secretly want to print it out and mail it to every family at our school.
I enjoyed it so much that I revisited car line this year. I simplified the list from 10 commandments to a basic two ideas.
(i confess, i updated the graphics on the original post. i’ve learned a few things over the past year and felt i could do better.)
The post I most needed to read was one written about taking a moment to put your feet up and relax before digging into the big to do list. It was called “happy first day of school to me” but I probably need to remember to read it the day after Thanksgiving too (and Christmas, and birthdays, and Easter, and…
That one was inspired by last year’s post on 10 things to do on the first day of school.
No matter what, there’s always room in my schedule for a MOMday Monday when I need it.
(last years post was snarky. this year’s wasn’t. i needed more encouragement and less snark this season. but… take your choice, both have the same message.)
I’ve made quite a few back to school confessions.
I’ve poked fun at back to school traditions with a score card.
I’ve written about lunch box notes (an oddly popular post with google.)
And I’ve even made fun of labeling all those school supplies.
(snarky – yes. cussing and ugliness – no. i walk a fine line.)
My kids have made me laugh.
They have some of the BEST conversations in the back seat of the car on the way home. Sometimes as I’m listening to them I just can’t WAIT to get home and write it all down for the blog.
“And the worst thing was….” is sweet and embraces their innocent perspective.
But my favorite story is still the one about the ice cream truck and s-e-x.
School isn’t all about freshly sharpened pencils.
I’m sure there will be a few bumps along the way.
Like that open letter I had to write about the fish bones last year.
You might also recall the school party incident. (oops, snarky again.)
But it’s worth starting well.
Celebrate it. Embrace your own back to school traditions.
And above all, find joy in motherhood.