Yesterday was the first day of school.  It was all new pencils, new classrooms and a whole bunch of nerves. These are exciting times, but they can also be a little scary and uncertain.  All the change, all the unknown.  
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| JT literally was holding on to Peyton.  He didn't want to let his big brother go, but off Peyton went to seventh grade before the sun was all the way up. | 
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| They played together as long as they could before they got ready to go off in their own directions. | 
It's at times like these that I know traditions matter.  I mean I just know it.  The making of the first day of school signs, taking pictures...it all means something.  Doing the same thing every year provides consistency and normalcy.  I sound like a therapist, but it's true (I learned it in therapy).  It makes something that might be a little bit stressful, better, more special.  
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| Peyton was a good sport posing with his sign. | 
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| Wade helped me get ready for the kids to come home from their first day of school.  He starts Pre-K later this week. | 
I've been making a pencil cake on the first day of school since Peyton was in kindergarten.  Some years the pencil turns out amazing, some years not so much.  
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| This year's pencil was maybe not so pencil-y. | 
This year, I ran out of eggs and butter so I had to go to the store and I was tired and cranky and the I tried to cut the cake before it was cool and it fell apart and the frosting was drippy and the dog almost ate the cake and I might have cried a little bit....BUT the pencil cake got made.  The tradition lived.  I hope we eat pencil cake every year that my kids have a first day of school.  I hope we laugh about the years that it looked more like a fire hydrant than a pencil.  I hope it always tastes good.  I hope it always makes the first day of school a little more special. 
I am a believer in traditions, in making a big deal about things, in making things special, in noticing if people are worrying a little more than usual and trying to help them.  
I am a believer in the fact that cake is always a good idea, no matter what shape it is.
 
 
I love the idea of first day of school traditions, and I love your pencil cake. I bet it is something your kids look forward to all day.
ReplyDeleteYou know what I love about you? You feel all the feelings. And you write about feeling all the feelings.
ReplyDeleteWe made cookies for the twins on the first day of school. I really hope it becomes a tradition, because a) I love doing that stuff with Zoe, and b) COOKIES.
I love, love, love your pencil cake.
ReplyDeleteI believe in the power of traditions too. It binds us, grounds us. You're such a good mom.
Pencil or hydrant, I would totally eat that! I've started making Choc chip cookies and I love that tradition too! You're SUCH a good Mom!
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