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My Ninth Grader

Lindsey started high school today! Here's a shot of Lindsey being dropped off at school last week for freshman orientation. Unfortunately, I didn't take her picture today because she OVERSLEPT on the first day of school and missed the bus. I was downstairs in my office and didn't realize she had not gotten out of bed yet, poor girl. When I finally woke her up, she took a quick shower and I dropped her off at school with her hair, wet, in a ponytail, and she was bummed. We were laughing and joking about how she'll now be affected for life, being late on the first day of high school. Years later."It all started when I overslept on my very first day of high school."

I'm hoping she wasn't late for class. We'll cross our fingers that it will be a wonderful year. How in the world will she be able to hear her alarm go off next week when she starts early morning seminary two hours before school even starts?

Comments

Anonymous said…
Oh, too funny. I remember having some classic HS moments like that. She'll love HS. Can't wait to hear how it was!
Heidi said…
I love back to school time!!

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