Why I like the first day of school

• Those darling children are in school! Away from home from 7:20 a.m to 4:00 p.m. (there 'bouts). (not sure exactly when the bus will bring them home. School dismisses at 3:20, I think)
• The house is quiet the whole time they are gone.
• Everything is full of potential. They bring home a bazillion papers for me to fill out and sign; all the teachers send documents declaring their ideals and expectations for academic and behavioral achievement. Everything is possible. Notebooks will be neat, homework will be done, all the topics will be covered, everyone will sit in their places with bright shining faces. It's all possible. (in a month or less none of this will prove true)
• It's a day of celebration for harried parents everywhere. I imagine the day care centers are rejoicing, too. I celebrated by getting a package of gooey sweet blueberry-filled pastry.
• I can do stuff without being interrupted (as much).
• I can nap peacefully, knowing someone else is monitoring the children.
• I can watch movies during the day that I wouldn't allow my children to see.
• Superman comes home for "lunch" and we can make all the noise we want, with no kidlets to interrupt.