Yesterday marked the end of Little and Bubba’s first week of school this Fall.  It was KB’s third day (Pre-K on Mon./Wed./Fri.).  My mother asked if I was enjoying my free morning and I responded that I spent yesterday morning getting a mammogram.  I would feel “hard pressed” to say I enjoyed the morning . . . HA! GET IT??? hard PRESSED! Mammogram! Oh, I slay me.

Okay, back to kids and school. Here are the photos from first days of school.  Everyone is loving being back and all three love their teachers and classes.  (Bubba has recess THREE times – what’s not to love?)

My Third GraderMy First Grader

Check out his shirt. . .

My Pre-K. . . er(?)

Check out her shirt. . . notebook paper!

So, everyone went off to school looking cute on the outside and a bit nervous on the inside.  This was the first year people were old enough to talk about what was going on inside their hearts and still young enough to actually be willing to share.  Bubba and KB LOVE walking into school together.  Little has three new students in her classroom and she is THRILLED.    It is super to see one’s kids so happy.

I will tell you that I went to drop Bubba off last Wednesday and mentioned that I was planning to go in with him so I could take pictures.  His response, “Mom, you took pictures yesterday!” So I caved and said I would drop him at the gym BUT, “when you get to the door you’ll need to stop and turn so I can take a photo of your first day, Son.”  My little man’s response, “Okay, Mom.  But that’s the only one, okay?”  When did this happen??? OH MY WORD!!!!!

There’s a house near the library and I just love the color of the door.  The house sits on a corner and the front door actually faces the corner and therefor the library’s exit.  EVERY TIME we go to this libary I have the opportunity to admire the door and I usually comment on how much I love the color.

Last time we were there I mentioned that it would make a great “no money” Christmas gift for Honey to walk up and knock on the door and ask the folks for the name of the color so I could have it if God ever allows us to buy a house.  I knew he would never do this, but I thought I would mention it in case he was willing to pay Kent to knock on the door.

A couple weeks after this conversation, enough time that I had forgotten all about it, Honey had to go run some errands and when he came home he showed me this:

Yeah, that’s a picture of the door.  He went up and took a photo of the door, uploaded it to the Behr website and did a color match analysis (all on his iPhone) and came home with the name and number of the color I love.  Now that’s a man who really loves me, eh?