The First Day.

The littlest ones and I spent the morning at the playground, imagining sea monsters and fighting them with swords. Our swords turn turned into wands along the way to make crazy magic.

We climbed Mt Taylor to watch the cows and shout "cow poop!" every time we passed a cow pat (there was lots). 

We picked wild blackberries growing abundantly there and brought some home for the older ones to taste.

The little ones picked me some wildflowers too.

Little man: Does this make your heart feel happy?

Me: It does!

Him: Happy that you will buy me ice blocks and pokemon toys?

Me: Not THAT happy! Haha!

Nice try, child.

The older ones had many stories to tell about their first day back. Sounds like it's been a great start for them.

It's been a really good day, but the sheer mental load of being on the ball every moment of the day is gonna take getting used to all over again.