:: first person
:: me, first
:: first things first
How are you taking care of #1? My biggie here is the relatively recent 8 o'clock rule: at 8am every morning the kitchen becomes self-serve only so that *I* can have enough time to get a bite of breakfast, a swallow of coffee, and a peek at email before we head out the door. The kids are up early and, hobbits that they are, have usually enjoyed second breakfast by the time table service ends. After that, grab yourself an apple, bub. The mama's got a right to feed herself.
Back in the pre-kid days I had 45 whole minutes every morning just for blow-drying my hair. Another half hour or more to sit alone at the breakfast table and read the paper while eating at whatever pace I chose. The only way to do that here and now would be to wake up at 5am, and even then solitude is no guarantee. So I do what I can to preserve a little sanity and cram some nutrients in.
Don't get me started on bathroom privacy, 'k?
Griff has no such thoughts when he hears "first". He thinks of long-awaited new opportunities like the first day of school. The child loves school; this depiction of himself on his first day (past? future?) is no exaggeration.
Xander, who is two, is already looking forward to his first day of school next fall. He informed me yesterday that he is going to preschool and that he needs a backpack. Oh, and that he wants to go to the pet store and buy a dog, and a hamster named Hammie for Reese. I think that's a first for which we can wait a little longer, though.
How are you looking out for number one? What firsts is your family experiencing?
