Most of my closest friends know of my not-so-secret itch to homeschool my children, and that my other personality keeps saying “ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! NEVER!!! EVER!!!” (My kids will someday either thank me for saving them from being homeschooled, *OR* blame me for their public-school induced problems…) Either way, I still dream someday of homeschooling my kids, to be perfectly honest.

But until that magical day when I decide to turn my kids into denim-jumper-wearing, herb-growing, violin-playing, Bible-quoting, spelling-bee-winning homeschooled kids, Baby A is doing quite well in her little preschool! And I’m happy about it. Really, I am!

Here is her first school picture:

She is smiling so happily because she *LOVES* school. *LOVES* Miss-a-weesa. *LOVES* Miss-a-lita. *LOVES* Konnor, Ava, Hugh, Anne, Kaitlyn, Hayden, Molly, and Brycen. Gets up every day asking me if she can go to school and see Miss-a-weesa. She’s a people person, I tell ya. People are her thing, for sure.

And her first report card:

Glad to see she’s adapting! Participating! Socializing! Obeying! Being a ‘joy.’ Because what more do we want for our kids, as moms, than for them to be a ‘joy?’ As much as we love them, it sure is good for other people to find joy in them, too.

School. Sometimes its a good thing. But only until my cotton crop is fully grown and I can weave some denim for our homemade jumpers. I’ll keep ya posted.