Keepin' it Reichner

So my big girls started school today. Both of them at school- ALL DAY. Crazy right?

What school they go to and how we made that decision is a very long, anxiety ridden story that I'll tell another time.

But we found a school- that's not exactly in our same zip code, but they love my girls and have room for them which is very rarely the case up in these parts.

So off they went.

I told Annie last night that I was afraid that Kate might be nervous or sad at school.

And since I couldn't be there to help her, I asked Annie if she would take my place and take care of her.

She gave me a big hug and said she would- then she went and found a picture of herself that I could look at in case I missed her.

After school she reported that she found Kate during the first recess, looked for her at lunch- but they don't have lunch at the same time, and didn't get to go to afternoon recess because of her rowdy classmates. 

Turns out that Annie was the miserable one and maybe I should have told Kate to try and help her.

My mom helped them pick out there first day of school outfits.

Annie's teacher told her she had a "stylish family."

Kate said that her teacher didn't say anything about her fashion.

Today was a first for Annie.

She didn't love it that much.

I think she's missing her very most favorite teacher in the world from last year.

I hope that she has a better day tomorrow.

But her teacher did tell Brock that she was her very, best student.

it was Kate's turn.

She was so nervous and so excited.

Her very first task was to find her name and hang her backpack.

She nailed it.

After that I stood there and watched her class because I couldn't bear to leave.

I stood there for thirty minutes.

I watched her watch everybody else.

I watched her slowly start raising her hand.

And I watched as the teacher called on her and Kate said, "orange car."

And the teacher said, "That's RIGHT, Kate!"

And I started to cry.

"E-E-E" is Tessa's way of saying, "Baby Eve."

It only took me two weeks to figure that out.

She is taking her big sister role and really embracing it these days.

She constantly asks where "E-E-E" is.

Last night Eve was laying on the floor rolling back and forth from her side to her back...

so close to rolling over.

Well, Tessa walks in the room and sees Eve on her side.

She looks at Eve then at me and says, "Uh-oh,"

 and marches over and pushes her (softly-ish) back onto her back.

She starts lecturing Eve in her crazy language

 that I don't understand a word of- neither does Eve.

But I'm pretty sure Tessa told her not to do that anymore.

I told Tessa that it was ok-

 that Eve was getting bigger and she was going to be a big girl like her.

Eve rolled on her side when she heard my voice.

Tessa turned around and saw Eve back on her side,

so she pushed her back onto her back and says,

"No, E-E-E."

And then she turns around and walks out of the room.

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Well, guess what, Tess-

Eve just rolled over for the first time today.

She is getting bigger

and there's nothing you (or I) can do about it.

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Way to go Baby Eve!

You're a roller!