At certain points in your life you reach milestones. Some are of huge strategic important to the rest of your life. Like having a child. Or getting the NFL Network. Others are minor in comparison, but at the time they occur they seem like a really big deal. Like changing your first diaper and, more joyously, changing your last diaper.
Diapers are something I don’t miss. At all. Diapers are one of the humbling things God bestows upon new parents. Diapers and having to carry around a diaper bag and pushing a stroller. Nothing grounds you more than cleaning up poop. I do miss the girls being babies sometimes because, well, they couldn’t talk, they slept. A lot. And they were immobile. I long for the days when breakfast was just Riley and me and all it took was some cheerios in front of her and she was quiet. Now she engages in CIA level psychological experimentation on her sisters.
Anyway, we reached a major milestone today. July 31, 2009 is the last day at daycare for us. Mom’s work has an onsite child development center. They’ve taken care of our kids since the first day we dropped Riley off back in late February of 2000. I dropped Bailey off for the last time this morning. I was not sad. I’ve gone to this place nearly every single week day for the last 9 and a-half years. And while they did an absolutely awesome job of taking care of the girls, I’m not going to miss it. But I’m certain they will miss the monthly subsidy we were paying them. It’s like having another mortgage and a-half. If we hadn’t had these damn kids we could have a vacation home and a really cool car that didn’t require us to know the reach of each girl in order to keep them out each other’s punching radius.
Thankfully, starting next month, all three girls will be in the same school building for the first time since August of ’05 when Riley started kindergarten. They will all be dropped off and picked up at the same place for the next three years. You have no idea the happiness and elation this has caused me. Any simplification of logistics is a big deal. Like Forrest Gump said, “one less thing, that’s good.” The first day of school in August will easily be the second or third best day of 2009.
#1 – February 1, 2009. Santonio Holmes. Two Feet. Touchdown. Super Bowl Champs.
#2 – Possibly replaced by the first day of school this year but for right now, it is June 19. The girls first airplane ride goes without incident. The sense of relief I had upon landing in Florida was indescribable.
The minor milestone we also reached today was that it is the last work day prior to our annual family excursion to the Ozarks. The reputation of this trip has grown into epic mythological proportions which of course includes the “Dr. D and Grandma D” stories. Eight adults and now eight children – seven of them little girls are included on this vacation. Seems like we add a kid every other year. My nephew is just one and right now being fawned on by your sister and your six girl cousins is pretty cool. But at some point, probably when he’s 4 or 5, he’s going to sit back and think to himself, “man, I got a crappy deal, this blows.”
Then when he’s about 13 he’s going to think it’s cool again as long as his sister and cousins are bringing their friends over.
Anyhow, we still have some packing and other stuff to get down tonight before we head out in the morning. For a review of last year’s trip, click on the August 2008 tab to the right.