The first day of school came really early this year. G and El started a week before Z. We had our annual first day of school breakfast at the bus stop. Unfortunately, our bus stop is really little this year.
Zach started a week later. I loved the uniform the first week because he looked fancy. Now, I'm bored with it. And he has a whole closet of clothes with tags hanging off of them. But according to his health teacher, "Uniforms are important because you can't tell who is rich and who is poor." HUH?? Its ok. I'm sure I'll get used to going to his school and not knowing which kid is mine because they all look the same.
