When I was a child, my mother always looked forward to the first day of school. No, she didn’t attend school --- it was her first day without children after the long summer. One year (after an especially trying summer), she even kissed the front of the schoolbus. I never knew quite what my parents did with the day (dad always seemed to manage to have that day off), but it was their day --- without the kids.
Now, things are a little bit different. For one, I TEACH at a school, which makes the first day of school one of the craziest days of the year. For another, I’m now the grown-up – cherishing the ritual of the first day of school. (I also have a much easier time imagining what my mom and dad might have done with their first day of freedom.)
So --- have a back to school date. Go out to dinner on the first night of school if you’re a teacher (you won’t be up for cooking anyway – so plan ahead for it). Or go out to lunch after the kiddos are all safely at school --- just the two of you. It won’t matter if its McDonalds or some chic French bistro – its time alone together and a ritual that will repeat itself for years to come. That’s what making family memories is all about --- repetition and rituals. Maybe some day your children will be writing about how mom and dad always had a date on the first day of school.
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