Summer is almost over! Yay? Yay!

I know the first day of school for our Brady Bunch tribe is still a week and a half away but I decided yesterday morning to sort school supplies. I looooovvvvee sorting and organizing stuff and I have to admit, I’m rather looking forward to school starting. I love the kids being home for summer…well, most of the time…but feeding and entertaining four kids is expensive and mentally taxing much of the time. And I won’t even start discussing cleaning up after four…By the way, did you know that if a six-yr-old squeals loudly enough at just the right pitch she can set off a wireless doorbell? Oh yes, it’s true. I’ve heard the evidence over and over and over…

Anyway, DH purchased and then stuffed bags of school supplies in the bedroom closet a couple of weeks ago. Bags and bags of school supplies! So this morning I broke out my four separate lists and started separating all the loot into organized little piles, transferring them into plastic bags and tying the handles closed with name tags I had made for each of the clan. So cute! ☺ Of course with the sheer volume of stuff we had to buy there were the inevitable missing or wrong items…the 6 red, 4 blue, 5 green, 2 yellow and 1 white pocket folders were supposed to have brads…darn! It’s a 1-inch binder, not a half-inch. Grrrr. OK, so one more trip to the store.

Then there were the requisite haircuts. Our clan looked like shaggy, unkempt homeless kids, especially after all the pool time they’ve had this summer. So we marched them into the really cool kids' hair salon and were greeted by the nice stylists who asked, “Which one needs the haircut?”

“All of them!” we happily replied.

So the assembly line of combing and cutting commenced, and one by one our children once again looked like they were decently cared for. After handing the nice stylists a not-so-small wad of cash we headed out to the store to look for the elusive white folders with brads. What the heck? Apparently that is an extinct species of folder because we’ve looked at four different stores to no avail. Oh well, I’m trying not to let it drive me nuts.

Now I’m officially ready for school to start—they look good, they have all of the supplies they supposedly need (well, almost), and we’re all ready to meet new teachers, make new friends and have a great school year.