Ah, do you remember the days when back to school meant going to the uniform shop in the local village and kitting the kids out in sweatshirts you assured them they'd "grow into to".
Then popping to Woolworths and buying some new felt tips (translation: markers) and a new pencil case because last year's Lilo and Stitch one wasn't trendy anymore.
And sending them off to school looking like this....
This is Goth Child on her first day at school in 2001. Cute eh? Then she started growing up ;)
And then we came to America, where the uniforms were still there-ish, but different now:
Goth Child in her High School Freshman t-shirt and one of the ROTC uniforms she had to wear once a week....if she was unlucky it was skirt and pantyhose week, if she was lucky it was BDUs and army boots.
Melchett was cute going to school through the years too:
Ahhh, the lovely days when they'd wait across from the house in England for the school bus together:
So cute the pair of them:
And then we came to America, and they didn't have to wear 'uniforms' every day (and uniforms here are basically class t-shirts worn on a Friday.....unless like Goth Child you sign up for ROTC to avoid doing PE):
And now we've just 3 days and a weekend away from back to school 2012 stylee. Look at them now:
Yep, Goth Child is making the most of dropping ROTC in her Sophomore year by now having blue hair. And Melchett? Please don't ask about her hair or clothes, she styled herself this morning.....I have to keep nudging GC to stop her saying exactly what she thinks of what Melchey looks like. Kids eh!
So it's that time again....time to buy the back to school stationery on the required lists (and resign yourself to their arguments that they really don't have tons of felt tips (translation: markers) already at home, and they've honestly lost their pencil sharper/calculator etc):
And buy Melchett yet another pair of trainers (translation: tennis shoes) because her enormous feet have grown AGAIN!
And do the last bake of school hols.....though this time, we're baking ninja brownies:
OK, sssh now, ninja brownies need to disappear into my stomach....