Friday Fragments #11 -- Back to School

We are back at school and Wow!Routine has begun but the battle over chaos has not been won. Oh look at that, I'm a poet and I didn't know it.Here is the first day photo (in case you didn't see it on Wordless Wednesday):I have started allowing my son to bike to school -- pray for me people! I am learning to trust that he will make good choices and SAFE choices. This is a learning and growing process for both of us. Each day I gulp, say a prayer, and kiss him good-bye. Each day, I also find his bike among the racks. And then, each day I say a thank you and breathe a little easier (at least until after school, that is).My daughter is adjusting to first grade. She is not a fan of homework but she is a fan of her teacher. She got lost  coming out to pick-up on Wednesday which caused a few tears on her part and a few heart flutters on my part but we both survived.I guess we are all adjusting to back-to-school and growing up. The funny thing is that they adjust faster than I do!Finally, along the lines of back-to-school someone needs to send Miley Cyrus back. I usually don't write about pop culture but I did feel compelled to write an open letter to the lady of twerk.Here's a little excerpt:

Have enough respect for yourself and those who gave you this precious position and use it to empower. Do you have to? No, you don’t. But should you? Yes. A sign of being an adult rather than an over-18 child, is to make choices that serve more than your own desires. Did you blow up twitter? Yes. Did you make any one’s life better? No. Likely, not even your own.

So that's my Back-to-School Fragments.  Share your Fragmented Fridays with Mrs. 4444 over at Half-Past Kissin' Time.