Today is Alivia's first day of the 3rd grade.
Seems like just yesterday she was born.
Tomorrow our 15 year old son Aaron will start his sophomore year.
I'm beginning to think these kids are the reason I feel so old.
Here are her new kickers...decked out in stars.
This morning, Gene was packing her lunch and I pulled out Alivia's lunch pail from last year.
The one with the 3 Disney Princesses on it.
The one she loved in 2nd grade just a few months ago.
Much to my surprise, Alivia freaked out.
"MOM! No! I am not a baby, Mom!
I am in 3rd grade now.
THIRD GRADE Mom.
I am not taking a lunch pail with characters on it.
I'm a rock star girl now Mom."
I'm pretty sure she was talking to me.
Then she waved her hands as if to tell me just forget it Mom, you don't get it, as she said,
"I will just take my lunch in a Wal-Mart bag."
(Amazing what visual aids you can find on the internet.)
While Gene was slapping Hellman's on the bread for her sandwich I heard him mumble, "Oh brother".
I found this to be a new challenge.
Before going to work, must find a lunch box worthy to be held by a rock star girl.
I quickly assured our former princess turned rock star that she will not take her lunch in a plastic bag.
Obviously her Dad wasn't concerned with his daughter's cafeteria status, when he put her lunch in the Wal-Mart bag and tied it shut.
Truth be told, the Princess lunch box smelled like old food so I didn't mind buying her a new one.
Arriving to school, I started walking her to class, but my escort service was shortened in the entrance of the school when she again informed me she is not a baby.
"Goodbye Mom. I love you."
So, there I stood waving goodbye to my baby princess rock star 3rd grader.
Even though she never looked back at me.
Satisfied I could still kiss her in public and get an I love you, I left the school grounds with my unhurt feelings and went on my mission.
A mission with specific instructions:
After two stores and no success, Alivia finally went from this lunch box apparently suitable for babies like Amiyah and Juliana,
to this 3 dollar find at CVS Pharmacy...perfect for a pre-tween Hannah Montana wanna be.
Apparently Alivia is not the only one striving to let go of Sleeping Beauty, Belle and Cinderella.
This was the last one, hidden behind about 5 Princess Lunch Boxes.
Two words: Mission Impossible.
With a smile on my face and a skip in my step, I left the new "I'm not a baby" lunch bag in the office, so I didn't get to see her reaction.
I'm pretty sure when she sees it, I will receive the Mother of the Year award.
At least in her big girl Rock Star world.
I can't imagine this child as a teenager.
Lord, have mercy on me.
AFTER SCHOOL UPDATE FROM THE MOUTH OF A BABE:
Hi, this is Alivia.
My first day of school was so awesome. So was my teacher and friends.
And my lunch pail is SO me.
I had to walk all the way to the office to get it, but I LOVED the lunch pail.
My friends said that it was pretty too.
I'm going to eat my milk with brownies in it and it is soooo good.
Alivia E'Lise Chealey