J-mom had her first day of nursing school last night. She was nervous going in, but was giddy when she got home. It's nice to see someone so excited about school because while I'm technically still in, I've about lost all my motivation.
With the mommy being engaged with classes and schoolwork, that means that the daddy is going to have to be the primary mode of transportation for all the different activities in which our kids are involved. Fortunately it's not that many, however it still accounts for most nights of the week and Saturday mornings. Daughter #1 is in choir and cheerleading. Daughter #2 is in gymnastics and cheerleading. That's Monday-Thurs and Saturdays right there. Within the next year or two, the boy will be involved in something.
This, more than anything else, gives me newfound respect for my parents. I am a homebody to the point that many people would guess I'm partically agoraphobic. So, shuttling the kids around isn't excatly my idea of a good time. But, in the long run, I'd far rather them have these experiences and practical knowledge than not. Plus, it's pretty cool watching them do something they enjoy.