tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post8948700025046494118..comments2024-02-04T04:40:23.122-08:00Comments on Harlequin Heartwarming: First Day of School by Kristine RolofsonPamela Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-24874311167484348592015-09-10T17:32:05.978-07:002015-09-10T17:32:05.978-07:00Come to my party next year, Muriel! I loved to se...Come to my party next year, Muriel! I loved to see that school bus pull up at the foot of the driveway. Then I knew I had 7 hours in which to write. Heaven!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-41991422302130860172015-09-10T17:29:52.075-07:002015-09-10T17:29:52.075-07:00Oh, Karen. Ducking behind the flag pole??? How f...Oh, Karen. Ducking behind the flag pole??? How funny. Did Danielle know you were doing that??? I'm glad college wasn't as traumatic this year. When we took son #2 to college (a 3 hour drive) for the first time we were in a huge on-campus traffic jam. The school had goofed and sent notices to every student to arrive at the same time, when it should have been staggered. After five Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-23337358927504887622015-09-10T17:27:40.309-07:002015-09-10T17:27:40.309-07:00Ah, yes, the smell of chalk.... Do they even have ...Ah, yes, the smell of chalk.... Do they even have chalk in school any more???Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-31304003117827878622015-09-10T17:26:53.878-07:002015-09-10T17:26:53.878-07:00LOL!!LOL!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-8328807414899439292015-09-10T17:26:21.552-07:002015-09-10T17:26:21.552-07:00Oh, Shirley, I know what you mean. My daughter wa...Oh, Shirley, I know what you mean. My daughter was ADHD before anyone knew what it was. Everyone just called her a "very busy girl". Every woman in the neighborhood, from 25-80, celebrated with me when she went off to kindergarten. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-91276701572215782232015-09-10T17:24:39.179-07:002015-09-10T17:24:39.179-07:00We should all drink more champagne. :)We should all drink more champagne. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-76514426085619418212015-09-10T17:23:54.540-07:002015-09-10T17:23:54.540-07:00what a sweet thing to do! Now I need to go to the...what a sweet thing to do! Now I need to go to the library and find that book!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-10902490202010107972015-09-10T17:23:05.959-07:002015-09-10T17:23:05.959-07:00Big hugs to you and your little boy, Pam!Big hugs to you and your little boy, Pam!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-43989878837367810862015-09-10T17:22:36.827-07:002015-09-10T17:22:36.827-07:00I'm going to make a huckleberry cake this week...I'm going to make a huckleberry cake this weekend, just for old time's sake. I told my friends I was going to have a back-to-school reunion brunch next September. Their faces lit up! So funny.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-81783940092378103572015-09-10T17:21:13.509-07:002015-09-10T17:21:13.509-07:00Thank you, Jill. I will be so sad to leave the la...Thank you, Jill. I will be so sad to leave the lake next week. :(Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-34324869872825796242015-09-10T17:20:43.420-07:002015-09-10T17:20:43.420-07:00Too funny, Marion! What year was that? I remembe...Too funny, Marion! What year was that? I remember sending my oldest off to college after an awful hurricane. We had had no electricity or running water for 3 days. I think he was thrilled to get to the airport and eat hot food, but my husband and I cried all the way home.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-73935449006689247212015-09-10T17:19:14.304-07:002015-09-10T17:19:14.304-07:00Senior year was the worst for me, too! The beginn...Senior year was the worst for me, too! The beginning of the end of life as I knew it, darn it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-92149968961654951402015-09-10T15:20:32.758-07:002015-09-10T15:20:32.758-07:00I think the idea of champagne, quiche, and huckleb...I think the idea of champagne, quiche, and huckleberry cake is genius! My kids were always a little morose about the beginning of school, but were also excited to see the friends they'd missed over the summer. And I was thrilled to know someone else had responsibility for them between 8:00 and 3:00. Kids were walking distance to school, so there was no bus-trauma.Muriel Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12065629068634892645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-89643345407680927242015-09-10T13:17:00.142-07:002015-09-10T13:17:00.142-07:00Awwww! Your post is so touching, Kristine. I'm...Awwww! Your post is so touching, Kristine. I'm guilty of following the bus to school- and ducking behind the flagpole to watch Danielle hop off and head to my SISTER!!- who is the Elementary school's psychologist and had come out to usher Danielle in... And still... I cried. Not much changed when I brought Danielle to college last year. This year, though, I'm doing better :)Karen Rockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03621736343432643472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-9364101467003311402015-09-10T12:44:03.418-07:002015-09-10T12:44:03.418-07:00I always loved the first day of school and can sti...I always loved the first day of school and can still remember the smell of chalk and new clothes, and the days it rained I got to wear my yellow raincoat! Then we moved out into the county and I got to ride the school bus instead of walking to school. I also came home for lunch.Patricia Bradleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03382033674042021556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-11214364939688446182015-09-10T10:19:09.829-07:002015-09-10T10:19:09.829-07:00This is a very cute post, Kristine. Thanks for sha...This is a very cute post, Kristine. Thanks for sharing.<br /><br />We only have furry, four-legged kids, and they never go off to school on their own! :-)<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17478912840797103106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-62488477996916162902015-09-10T09:16:13.498-07:002015-09-10T09:16:13.498-07:00I always worked too and I was/am a single mom. My...I always worked too and I was/am a single mom. My neighbors always had the champagne brunch because they were thrilled the kids were out of the house. I only experienced that for the first time, this year. I have a 13 year old ADHD daughter. I took her off medication for the summer and she was like the energizer bunny on steroids. I was so glad to see the first day of school, I could have Shirley Hailstockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10772508400553343469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-37562075176434441482015-09-10T09:00:31.597-07:002015-09-10T09:00:31.597-07:00Kristine and all of you, what great memories. LeAn...Kristine and all of you, what great memories. LeAnne---nice thing to do for parents. I loves school and so wanted my kids to love it, too. Mostly the first day of school was really happy. I only recall one when my oldest daughter went to junior high the first day. Consolidated school and most of her friends from elementary were on the other side of a dividing line and so they attended a differentrozdennyfoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506701706951201107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-41891663316941574362015-09-10T08:12:33.149-07:002015-09-10T08:12:33.149-07:00I love the idea of a first day celebration! Just o...I love the idea of a first day celebration! Just one more reason I love small towns so much! The first day of kindergarten was always the most emotional for me as a stay at home mom to my 3 kids. My first one couldn't wait to get away from me. My middle one climbed the fence and tried to chase me down the street and my 3rd one started kinder the same day I started teaching, so I could spy on LeAnne Bristowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00501073617194057481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-33370359601337432722015-09-10T07:59:52.170-07:002015-09-10T07:59:52.170-07:00Oh, the first day…. I drove my son to kindergarten...Oh, the first day…. I drove my son to kindergarten's first day, went with him to the playground, and stood with him while we waited for the bell to ring. It wasn't the neighborhood school, you see, and he didn't know anyone at all. His pre-school friends had scattered (this is the big city, you know).<br /><br />He longs to ride the school bus, but only gets to for field trips.<br /Pamela Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-79728620362817719322015-09-10T07:55:18.447-07:002015-09-10T07:55:18.447-07:00Kristine, I love this. As the mother of five kids,...Kristine, I love this. As the mother of five kids, my mom definitely would have been joining in your brunches. The first day of school was a very good day for her. You should start them up again and make some new memories. Besides, any excuse to indulge in huckleberry cake works for me. I was always excited for school to start, but dreaded my 45 minute bus ride.Carol Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02360417299528882416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-67875240674624220822015-09-10T07:28:42.334-07:002015-09-10T07:28:42.334-07:00Your view is lovely, Kristine. I remember always b...Your view is lovely, Kristine. I remember always being nervous, on the first day of school, and the sound of crickets chirping, the night before. Wonderful post!Jill Weatherholthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12935341991222337363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-60253939136216661542015-09-10T06:48:09.884-07:002015-09-10T06:48:09.884-07:00I remember the first day, when both children were ...I remember the first day, when both children were finally in school, riding down the highway singing at the top of my lungs. But the worst first day was when school was cancelled due to a hurricane sweeping across New Jersey. Hurricane David – named after my son. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-50581521805923209462015-09-10T05:29:23.710-07:002015-09-10T05:29:23.710-07:00Since I always worked (and was already AT work whe...Since I always worked (and was already AT work when the bus came) I think I kind of cheated my kids. We have no pictures, no sad-funny memories. The only years that were tough for me were kindergarten and senior years, and even then the kids sailed merrily on, leaving me in a state of bewilderment as to where the time had gone. I do remember the sense of adventure I--and I think they--felt at theLiz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.com