heres hoping that distance helps the heart

I just dropped off a 2nd grader and a 4th grader for the first day of school. It was time. This was the first time that I considered NOT walking them in on the first day. They know more about what goes on at school than I do. I ended up walking in with them because they asked.   We walked in together and I got dumped in the lobby.   I walked down to each room to make sure they made it. They did. Coming back to a quiet house is a big sigh of relief.   Over the last few weeks there has been a pestering escalation that has risen to intolerable level. The poking. The hitting. The screaming. I could tolerate the poking and the hitting if it weren’t accompanied by the screaming. My theory is that they have just spent too much time together this summer. It is time for a change. Oh sweet, sweet school to the rescue.   Surely 8 hours of separation can only help the situation. Maybe they will even miss each other… A mom can always dream.