Back to School Thoughts {on Thursday}

Back to school time is in full swing around here. I have been liking back to school photos for a couple of days now, and plan to add my own tomorrow as our ‘little’ boys start. If you follow me on Instagram you know we moved our girl into her dorm Monday, and did our best to get her set up and ready for her first year of college. I’ve got my big boy for a couple more weeks, and then we be 4 instead of 6 most of the time. Weird.

I’ve been in denial of this time all summer. I’m still there I think. I’ve started seeing fall decor pop into my pinterest feed and I’m all like “noooo”. (don’t even get me started on the Christmas stuff at hobby lobby.) It hasn’t been scorching hot the past few days which I am thankful for. I am looking forward to scarves and boots. Having my days back on a schedule will be good for me, but not necessarily something I’m in a hurry for. It’s strange, when my kids were younger, I couldn’t wait for school to start and the bickering and arguing and whining of summer to end, but the older I get the more I enjoy the lazy, no plan days of summer. They get along better, they entertain themselves, we all sleep in…

But, it seems all good things must come to an end. As I sat down to write this post today, this silly little poem emerged. I don’t write poetry often, so be kind. I know it’s not great, but it says what’s on my mind. (rhyming on accident now haha)  😉  Maybe you can relate.

As back to school has begun, my head has spun.

So many things to do, so much to get done.

Supplies to be bought.

New things to be taught.

New schools, new friends.

When will the changes end?

Kids and parents full of emotions.

Who ever came up with this notion?

Raising kids up to send them off seems like such a waste.

Keeping them around would be more my taste.

But then…I am reminded, “Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one’s youth.” – Psalms 127:4 Arrows in the hand of a warrior are not going to stay in his hands, they are to be shot. The word of God tells us that our children are the same – meant to be sent out. I’ve shared this verse before I know, but it truly brings me comfort during these times to know that yes, it’s hard to watch our littles grow up and go out, but it is God’s plan.

Not so long ago…

brother and sister phot
photo credit Caitlin Boswell


brother and sister picture older
Notice how the older two are on their tiptoes trying to be taller Ha!

So, as my head is spinning with all the things that back to school means, I am resting in this truth of God’s word. Praying everyone has a wonderful back to school with their kiddos, no matter what age or stage they’re in!!

Ha! If you’ve stuck around for the summer, or really to the end of this post I thank you!! I truly have a list of projects waiting in the wings and I cannot wait!! Right now the tricky part is deciding on what to do first!!

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