First day of school

How awful is it that I continue to dread the first day of school? The mere thought of getting even less sleep is enough to make me nap while I'm awake. Ava is definitely capable of rolling out of bed to the i-n-s-a-n-e meowing of her kitty alarm clock (in case the screeching of her clock doesn't wake her, surely the heinous sounds of our real cats climbing the walls will) and getting herself going. But, no, my feet have to hit the floor first. Gotta get to the kitchen for some yummy Tully's and try to rub some of the sleep out of my eyes.

We're only on day one. It's gotta get easier. Right?

To say that Ava loves school would pretty much be the biggest understatement in the entire history of time. She LOVESLOVESLOVES school. And this year she's going to a brand spanking new school with state of the art stuff. Though, it seems as though their copy machine lacks the ability to print front and back. I was annoyed to see garbage bags on the wish list for her class. But when I got the 40 page Parent Handbook printed only on one side of paper, I was really annoyed. I'm pretty sure they could've saved enough money to buy garbage bags by making that baby 20 pages of front and back.

First day of 1st grade.	First day of 2nd grade.