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Next Monday brings with it a breath of fresh air that is not typical of Monday mornings. School begins that day. While some are dreading the arguments that will undoubtedly ensue over homework, misplaced backpacks and filthy gym clothes left in a vinyl bag in the back of the car for 2 weeks until the smell knocks one down upon opening, I and my children look forward to Monday with great joy and anticipation.

For my children, they are excited to go to school so they can meet new friends & have some fun stuff to do. Quite frankly, I think I bore them by now. Stay-at-home-moms? Where's the glory?

For me, as this will be the first year of "real" school for my little wonder-lings, it's my first go at "Room Mom". While some cringe at the thought of bearing that title, it has been one I have to admit that I have coveted for years. The very idea of having the honor of assisting my children's teachers in their duties, in any way needed, seems to me, sweetness...plus I can spy on the little boogers without raising suspicions!

I met the teachers last Thursday & brought home the first of my tasks, page-sorting. For those unaccustomed to the very glamorous life of a "Page-Sorter", please, allow me to elaborate. First, you gather into your spindly little arms, 25 of the thickest workbooks made (might I remind you that my oldest child is 5...). Then, as you struggle under the weight, you put them in your car & carry them home...to struggle under the weight to bring them IN the house.

Next, as you drop them to scatter where they will, you decide that this (wherever they land) is the best place to handle the page-sorting job. Then comes the tearing, and the turning, and the putting together of like pages into neat little stacks of 25. Simple, right? Did I also neglect to mention that there are over 150 pages per book? yikes...

Nonetheless, I've completed my chore of love & am getting the little darlings ready to return for another batch. And since I can't possibly wait until the first day of school, I got the teachers' email addresses so I can make sure I am meeting their needs...[stalking?]...as well as possible.

Please pray...