No one in this house is really looking forward to school this year. This is the first occurrence of this particular attitude.
Darby's definition of school: miasma.
Roxy's definition of school: boring.
I feel great anxiety with the beginning of each new school year. How much will the supplies cost? (About $75, collectively.) Do they have enough appropriate school clothes/shoes? (Yes, but we picked up a couple of things anyway.) Are the book bags intact? (No, we need those too. And everything in the stores is lame, lame, lame.) What teachers will they get this year? (Roxy has stated she will not be going back to school if she gets a male teacher. What's up with that?) Are the friends from last year returning? (In Darby's case, yet again, at least one buddy is not. This seems to happen every year.)
As a mom, I want to love and protect these girls. I also want them to put on their big-girl britches and be quiet and get over it. Everything is going to be alright. Eventually.
Look at the bright side, girls. You are getting out of the house, away from Adventure Time with Finn and Jake, you will be bombarded with lots of interesting people and activities that will cost me lots of money, you will have a whole new world of opportunities open up to you this year.
School will not be a miasma! School will not be boring! Because I said so, that's why! Three cheers for school, everyone!
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