School days are here once again. But the big difference is that my youngest daughter will be entering her first year in "maternelle" or pre-school. Mixed emotions for me, of course, I am their mother after all. I am excited for the two older as usual but for her, our youngest a little bit hesitant (and fearful, I already explained it on my other
blog). Though it's hard letting them go, I need to. It's for their own good, as well. Happy also (but not overjoyed) for I have time for myself now. Though I really don't like the idea of spending hours and hours alone at home. So I need to find something to do and I need to find it fast before I die of boredom. My eldest is on the second year of high-school now, luckily she changed her class so no more bothersome classmates of her. I hope she finds someone she can trust on her new class. And I hope she keep up her grades and keep it higher. If she really wants to be a diplomat, she should
focus (the only thing that she's having a hard time to do). The second and our only boy, will be entering first grade. Ye-hey! I just hope that he works hard (and play a little less than usual). During vacation, he learned about the magic of television. So now it's school day, télé-time is limited and that is not a happy thought for him. I hope he forgets it (TV) as fast as he learned it. And lastly for our little princess (of darkness, as my husband jokingly says all the time), I just hope she'll enjoy it. And please, please, please.... don't make any tantrums at school. I know they can't handle it as well. Well, here goes another chapter of my life (Iciah, Bixy and Ella-la-belle - they are my life).
