I like new beginnings. I suppose that's one of my biggest foibles, as it leads to me chaning things up constantly, or always making new resolutions, or starting new diets...
But sometimes in life, a new beginning rolls around on a fairly regular basis:
Back to School!
And this is particularly real for me since I'm a Home Schooling Mom (note the caps).
For some reason I don't let it be too much of an all-encompasing identity. I don't go crazy at curriculum fairs, and don't have a huge stash of unused materials that I bought on a whim, and I don't tend to spend my free time browsing home schooling catalogs or reading home school magazines.
I don't even blog about it all that often, do I?
But today I must. You see, yesterday I had the giddy experience of opening the three boxes of books that came in the mail. Awaiting one more, and then I'll get to crack into them.
It's that fresh feeling of fall coming and the anticipation of learning, and I want to be wearing tights and cardigans (yeah, right, it's August in KY, and we don't get tights and cardigan weather until November around here!) and freshly sharpened pencils, erasers that have not yet been lost and the hope of unsullied composition books.
It won't last, but while it does, I'll enjoy the feeling. And I really hope my kids are similarly excited.