Well the time is here, our last First Day of School photo for our oldest. I didn’t think it would be here so fast. I’m not going to write today about how I feel about this moment although I am reading plenty of other great pieces about what’s next including Two words of advice for college freshman. Gee where have I heard those words before. (ahem..Tofino.) Synchronicity. What I will say is that my son, Super B is an amazing, warm, funny, confident, kind and thoughtful young man. There has been this lightyear of expansion between 11th and 12th grade. I could see it in his ID. In one hand a photo of a teen in the other a young man. He’s so independent and self sufficient. All I basically do is feed, clothe, listen to and love him. Of course there’s my diatribe on the dangers of gaming and eating while watching TV, but I think by know he understands that this is just a way I express love. On most days I feel somewhat panicked about how little time I have to give him all my cliff notes on life. I’m pretty sure he’s going to figure it all out for himself but I have to wonder when I see he’s still favoring soda over water or Kardashians over the Cosmos. I have to say my windows are short with this millennial child.
Sophomore (yup same shirt)
And then there’s this little monkey, Super A.
Measuring before first day of kindergarten, we do this every year. She is taller than her brother was entering 3rd grade.
Fast forward to 2014, it’s been 12 years since I 3 years.. I decided to use my 35 mm camera (the last time I used it for first day was the top photo of Super B circa 2002.)
Here are the ones I took with my old Canon Rebel G (the camera I’m holding in the first photo)
Such a different feel this year on the first day probably due in part to vacationing at the end of summer. No time to sit and think about what’s next. We also didn’t spend a ton of money on new stuff. That’s right no new backpack, no new lunchbox not even new shoes. She bought one shirt last week, that’s it. First year I washed the lunch boxes in the washer and spot cleaned the backpack. I saw a post on FB from a friend who’s Senior has been carrying the same backpack since 5th grade! I want that. We made it through the first day, no mention at all about not having new stuff. I bet she was too busy reuniting with her friends to notice the holes and unraveling seams and I’m perfectly happy in this upcycle world to patch instead of replace. More money for film.
Speaking of…. I never scanned my daughters photos from our trip to Rockport. I had her disposable developed and I have to say, I think she has the eye. Sure 75% are blurry because she hasn’t mastered the skill of complete stillness when she depresses the shutter, but she says she is OK with that and trust me when I say I am helicopter photo coach around her. Sometimes I just need to step away and let her do what she wants to.
And on occasion I step in after and ask can I hijack her shot. Like this one… she found THIS.
my scans don’t do these justice, the color is off the are blurry but you get the picture. PS if any of my photog friends know of a good tutorial on the Epson V600 let me know.
I loved how often she asked me to smile, I’m in a lot of her shots.
I got bit by the film bug again. So much so I bought another film camera off eBay this week. It arrives next Thursday. I’ve already made new friends at the local lab and asked them for advice on film. I booked a wedding and a couple family shoots for November so I am super excited about adding film back into my repertoire. There’s also the “annual” girls trip at the end of the month. This year we are headed to the Rocky Mountains and I can’t wait to hang out and do nothing but talk about photography, dreams and goals. So much to do before that, its time for me to pull back from social media and regroup. I need a lesson in getting back to school too.
Mornings are proving quite hard for everyone to get used to, me included.
When I look at the coffee table after the first day I notice the last days paperwork is still sitting there from June. That’s frightening.
Back to work. I’m feeling a bit melancholy about it, I’ll admit it.
I decide a little baking, or no-baking helps take the edge off new routines.
Made a throw back recipe No Bake Cookies.
My mom made these for my sitter and I as a snack, you can see how dated the ingredients are… margarine? Don’t ask me why everything is in grams. I modified the recipe, replacing half the margarine with Coconut Oil, substituting milk with nut milk blend and adding 1/4 C of RAW Protein (chocolate flavor). You could do so much to these, chia seeds, real cacao, ground nuts or even go GF. I keep a bag in the freezer, really handy about every 28 days or so.
I also tried a new recipe out of Bon Appetit, which I promptly added into regular rotation. Zaatar Roast Chicken with green tahini sauce << I love BA.com for recipes.
I made the accompanying Haricots Verts and freekeh with minty tahini dressing which was FREAKING awesome and even better the next day for lunch.
And this is where I order 4 ORDERS instead of 4 pcs. of (the expensive) tuna. My husband was not pleased , at least one of us went home happy.
Super A went to the coolest birthday party ever at Brushstrokes. Each child got to paint their own canvas complete with beret. The owners are locals and a huge supporters of the program Meet the Masters an art curriculum for K-8, a program sadly our school got rid off and placed with a art program that teaches children how to draw licensed cartoon characters. Don’t get me started. I have volunteered/taught the meet the masters program since that senior above was in Kindergarten. Last year I was too tired to fight about which program was better. Spongebob’s house may have won the first battle but its not over.
Here painting lives in my office now.
A few days into this new routine I realize I am not engaging as well as I could be. I’m trolling Instagram, clicking on funny dog videos, refreshing my inbox anything to keep me from what I must do like
returning phone calls, filing accident paperwork, going through “that” stack, finishing taxes, and rescheduling doctor appointments. God, I just need one more week I plead. Yeah that’s not going to happen. Ready or not it’s here and its time to get back t the business of life. So here’s to all the students, worker bees and mothers out there who are back at it after summers reprieve. I’m right there with you in complete denial that I can’t sleep past 6 am. I don’t have any magic answers for making this easier but I will tell you that getting a haircut and/or blowout REAAAAAALLY helps.
I always say change your hair, change your life. We can talk later about the day I walked into my sons back to school night with pixie bangs.