It was strange, taking Cooper to Park St. at 8 a.m. It's 'B' week and today was Bubble Day, so he went today instead of his usual Tuesday. His dad left his backpack at home so we had to back later and drop it off. More about that later.
After that we took Abby to school. I walked her in to remind her teacher that starting today Emma, the daughter of our friends Jeff and Jill, would be getting Abby after school. It seemed a bad day for kindergartners. Of the 60-something kids there, I think 20 were crying or had been. Thankfully, Abby wasn't one of them.Jimmy and I went back home and went back to sleep for a while.
After our nap, I went to the bank by myself, dropped some papers of at her school by myself, visited my friend at her coffee shop by myself, and then - went to Walmart by myself. It was nice. It reminded me of the first days Abby was in preschool in Searcy. I remember one day going to Walmart and feeling like something was missing. Like I left something at home that should be with me. Of course, at that point I was 8 months pregnant with Cooper, so I wasn't totally by myself! 
I had a project I wanted to get done. I bought a magnetic dry erase board to display special papers they bring home, and to write down things we need to remember for school. It's hung in our mudroom above the hooks for their back-packs.
Jimmy asked if we could keep a shopping list there, and I explained to him again that it was for school paperwork, and projects and reminders. It was there by their back-packs, by the back door, so we wouldn't forget the backpacks. It was a "school-stuff station." His reply was, "Wow. I didn't realize I had married Martha Stuart."
Speaking of which. Have you seen the goth-Martha Stuart on the cover of her magazine. Yikes.
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