The summer flew by and before we knew it, 7th grade was upon us. It was such a hard thing for my mind to try and process that little fact. It seemed impossible, yet here we were. Getting ready to send our baby girl to Junior High. C~r~a~z~i~n~e~s~s! Novalie is not someone who is scared to try new things. She is also someone who likes to know exactly what to expect. Those two things do not go hand in hand, but she makes it work somehow. I gathered as much information as I could from my sister-in-law and other parents so she could have an idea in her head what to expect.
Novalie and one of her good friends from our ward. They get to be locker buddies and I was pretty happy about that fact. They had a half day camp for all the new 7th graders to show them around and help them know what to expect. Novalie said it was fun, helpful and boring.
Heading out on our traditional mommy/daughter back to school date.
Her traditional back to school Build-a-Bear. I will do this tradition as long as she wants! Even when she goes to college! 😉
Benihana’s. Another back to school tradition.
I have to include this little piece of history in this record. We walked into Benihana’s and immediately noticed something was very different. They got new plates! We were sad. Quite sad. They have had the same green plates since I was a little girl. The waitress and I had a conversation (rare for me to talk to waitresses, but I was a little traumatized) about the plates and she was upset about them too. She has worked there for as long as I remember and we mourned the old plates together. We still love Benihana’s, it will take time to get used to the plates however.
We shopped and shopped and shopped looking for ONE back to school outfit for the first day of school. We shopped for school supplies and locker decorations. Locker decorations, that was a new one! She got a manicure and we ended the day with FroYo. As always, my favorite part of these days is the conversations we had in the car driving from place to place. We talked and talked about Junior High. I gave her all the motherly advice I had to give, all the warnings about new things she would encounter. We went through all the safety things I could think of…if you miss the bus, if someone asks you to come outside the school, ect, ect… I listened to her concerns and the things she was excited for. Golden moments of conversation that I love. She was ready.
Decorating her locker.
Back to school night to practice her locker combination, decorate her locker and meet her teachers. Her cougar gear was popular, well…a lot of comments from teachers about her wearing the wrong cougars, but her science teacher went to WSU and went wild over Novalie’s WSU gear. Novalie was over the moon about that! She told Novalie she was her favorite 7th grade student and seeing her would be the highlight of her day. That made Novalie feel so much more comfortable and so excited for Junior High. Tender mercies.
First day of 7th grade!
So excited to learn the flute!
My 7th grade beauty.
She was nervous.
She was excited.
She was beyond ready to make new friends.
She asked over and over, “what if I get lost? What if I am late? Will I get in trouble?”
I knew she would be fine. More than fine, I knew she would shine. I knew she would do awesome because she has proven she can do hard things over and over again during her short life. We prayed and prayed and prayed. The car ride to school was more silent than usual. All those emotions being felt in our hearts and tummies. It was weird dropping her off, I wanted to go inside with her……so bad. I put on a brave face and was confident in her. I watched her go inside with my heart. She was ready. She was confident as well. My heart swelled with pride.
She survived. She had fun. She had someone to eat lunch with. She didn’t get lost. She was tired. She met new friends. She did it.
It actual felt so good to be there…we anticipated it all summer, it was nice to finally get that first day done with.
I have a 7th grader. A pretty darn fantastic one.
~Happy 7th Grade!~