Disclaimer: Unfortunately, none of these characters belong to me,
except for Elle and Harrison Stokes.
Sorry for no update in Guam years, but I went on vacation with my family, and it took me a little while to get back into the groove of things. I know I'm usually an update whore, but I hope this chapter makes you forgive me. ..................................................................... ..................…..
Sara woke up extra early to make sure the twins were all ready to go and that they weren't late for preschool. She had cried the night before to Nick, about how she felt like she had just given birth and that it went by too quick for her. She didn't want her babies leaving her and being with someone else all day. Sara knew it was only for two and a half hours, Mondays and Wednesdays, but she didn't want them to need her and her not be there.
Sara had gone out the weekend before and bought both Elle and Harrison brand new outfits for the occasion. She wanted them to look their very best, and after going through all of the clothes they had, she realized that nothing was good enough and decided that her only choice was to go out and buy them new clothes. For Elle, Sara had bought a jean skort with a matching vest. Both had pink stitching, which gave Sara the inspiration to buy a pink tee to go underneath the vest. Nick had complained to her over how much pink she made Elle wear, but Sara reasoned that she was a girl and she had the right to wear as much pink as she wanted. Or as much as Sara wanted. Elle's hair had been pulled back into a ponytail with a pink ponytail holder.
Nick had set his foot down with Harrison wearing the pink shirt Sara had picked up for him. "He just wore pink to Catherine's" Nick said "No man should wear pink more than once a week." Sara had told him he was being stubborn, and told him to go return the pink shirt and buy one he liked. He came back with the exact same style shirt, just navy blue. With the navy blue shirt, he had khaki slacks that were bought for him by Nick's mother while on a shopping spree with her grandchildren. Completing the outfit were Harrison's blue shoes. After much disagreement, Sara had given in and spiked Harrison's hair because he wanted to look like Greg.
After the twins said goodbye to Nick, they got in the car and Sara drove them towards the preschool. Sara had even gotten a little dressed up, wanting to let the teachers know that these kids came from a good family. She had put on khaki capris and a maroon blouse, with matching sandals. She had blown out her hair, and placed her sunglasses on the top of her head. She pulled up in front of the school and turned around towards the twins sitting in the backseat.
"OK, are you guys ready?" Sara asked, silently wishing they would ask her to take them home and they would sit on the couch, watching a movie and eating ice-cream, all snuggled up in their pajamas.
"Yeah, Mom." Harrison said. "Can we go in now?"
Sara nodded, and they all got out of the car. Elle ran up to Sara waiting on the sidewalk, and grabbed her hand. Sara could tell Elle was more nervous than her brother, and squeezed her hand reassuringly. She looked down at her, and Elle smiled. Sara smiled back, and watched as Harrison ran ahead of them and stood on the steps in front of the school.
"Come on Mom!" Harrison said, waving his arms telling them to hurry up.
"Alright Harrison, hold on a second" Sara shouted, as Harrison sat on the step, obviously annoyed with his mother. Sara bent down to Elle. "OK sweetie, are you ready?"
Elle looked at her, at the school, then back at Sara. "I'm ready, Mommy." Elle said, and they started walking towards Harrison together.
Once they reached him, Harrison stood up. "Its about time!" He said, and turned on his heel and walked towards the school. He turned around, apparently becoming more nervous, and ran towards his mother and grabbed her hand.
Sara walked in, Harrison on her left and Elle on her right. She knew they had to go, but she wanted so much to turn around and bring them back home to where she knew Nick was, probably sitting at the kitchen table, eating a bowl of cereal. As they reached the room that was assigned to the twins, Sara looked through the door window. Room 22A.
"Mommy, what can you see?" Harrison said, anxious and nervous all at the same time. He was too short to look through the window, but wanted to know what there was to see. The teacher had seen Sara peeking through the window, and walked over and opened it up. She saw a tall, brunette woman standing there with two children at her sides. One, a beautiful blonde girl, and the other, a striking brunette boy. She knew just from the look of these two, that they were going to make an impression of her life, whether she wanted them to or not.
"Hi, I'm Ms. DiMonda. And you are…" A perky brunette woman of about 40 was at the door, wearing a long tan skirt with a matching sweater, that had a crazy design on it. Bows were sticking out from all over the shirt.
"Hi, I'm Sara Stokes. These are my twins, Elle and Harrison." When they heard their names, Elle and Harrison looked up and smiled. Ms. DiMonda had a smile that seemed warm and inviting, and all of the hesitation Sara had had disappeared the minute she met the teacher that would be teaching her children for the next six months.
"Hi Elle. Hi Harrison. I'm Ms. DiMonda. Some of the other children are already here, if you want to go in and play." The twins looked up at Sara to make sure it was OK with her, and when she nodded encouragingly, they ran into the classroom.
"Mrs. Stokes, I'm going to guess that this is your first time experiencing preschool with your children." Sara nodded, trying to figure out what this woman was getting at. "Well, I can assure you that they will be perfectly safe and if anything does arise, I will immediately contact you or your husband. I want you to know that I will treat your children, and every other child at this school, as if they were my own. Most parents are a little shaky the first few days, but its best for your children if you don't hang around too long. Usually that makes the children more nervous and if you want them to adjust properly, as I'm sure you do, you should leave soon."
"Can I say goodbye to them first?" Sara said, feeling the tears forming around the brims of her eyes.
"Sure, go right ahead." Ms. DiMonda said, then headed off to help a child who seemed to be having a fight with a paint brush.
Sara figured it would be easier to say goodbye to Harrison first, since he seemed to be the most comfortable in the new setting. She saw him sitting on a rug that resembled a clock, and kneeled down. He propped himself up on her knees.
"Har, I'm going to go home now. If you need anything, ask Ms. DiMonda, OK?"
"OK, Mommy. I'll watch Elle for you."
"Thanks baby." And with a quick kiss on the cheek, Harrison was off to play with a new friend.
As Sara walked over to Elle, who was playing by herself with the dolls, Sara could feel a tear escape and cascade down her cheek. She knew it would be harder to say goodbye to Elle, who appeared to be having a harder time adjusting than her brother did.
"Elle, honey, I'm going to get going." Elle looked up at her mother as she was feeding the baby doll.
"Do you have to Mommy?" Sara could feel herself wanting to cry a river, but held back, knowing that she didn't want to have a breakdown in the middle of a preschool classroom.
"Yeah, sweetie. Daddy's waiting for me at home, and I have to go get ready because Greg and Carly are coming over for dinner." Sara had remembered Nick inviting them over, and figured they would order out pizza or Chinese.
"Ok Mommy, but your coming back to pick us up right?"
"Of course, me and Daddy will come."
Elle stood up, and gave her mother a hug around the neck. As Sara felt Elle's hug get tighter, she pulled her away, gave her a kiss and walked out of the classroom. Her daughter went back to feeding the doll. As Sara stepped out of the classroom, a little girl walked up to Elle and offered to help change the baby doll's clothes.
Sara walked out of the school, and got in her car. She could feel her the tears pour out of her eyes, and she just cried for a little while. She hadn't realized how grown-up her kids were. Sara felt as though they didn't need her anymore. She knew deep down they still did, for food and clothes and a home, but she felt like they were growing up too fast.
She pulled out of the school parking lot, and headed home. She knew Nick was waiting for her.
Sara knew the quicker she got home, the quicker she could come back and pick up her babies.
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Woohoo! Was it worth the wait? I hope so. I really worked so hard on this chapter, and I remember my mom being all weepy when my little brother went to preschool, and I just worked off of that. Please, read and review!
Sorry for no update in Guam years, but I went on vacation with my family, and it took me a little while to get back into the groove of things. I know I'm usually an update whore, but I hope this chapter makes you forgive me. ..................................................................... ..................…..
Sara woke up extra early to make sure the twins were all ready to go and that they weren't late for preschool. She had cried the night before to Nick, about how she felt like she had just given birth and that it went by too quick for her. She didn't want her babies leaving her and being with someone else all day. Sara knew it was only for two and a half hours, Mondays and Wednesdays, but she didn't want them to need her and her not be there.
Sara had gone out the weekend before and bought both Elle and Harrison brand new outfits for the occasion. She wanted them to look their very best, and after going through all of the clothes they had, she realized that nothing was good enough and decided that her only choice was to go out and buy them new clothes. For Elle, Sara had bought a jean skort with a matching vest. Both had pink stitching, which gave Sara the inspiration to buy a pink tee to go underneath the vest. Nick had complained to her over how much pink she made Elle wear, but Sara reasoned that she was a girl and she had the right to wear as much pink as she wanted. Or as much as Sara wanted. Elle's hair had been pulled back into a ponytail with a pink ponytail holder.
Nick had set his foot down with Harrison wearing the pink shirt Sara had picked up for him. "He just wore pink to Catherine's" Nick said "No man should wear pink more than once a week." Sara had told him he was being stubborn, and told him to go return the pink shirt and buy one he liked. He came back with the exact same style shirt, just navy blue. With the navy blue shirt, he had khaki slacks that were bought for him by Nick's mother while on a shopping spree with her grandchildren. Completing the outfit were Harrison's blue shoes. After much disagreement, Sara had given in and spiked Harrison's hair because he wanted to look like Greg.
After the twins said goodbye to Nick, they got in the car and Sara drove them towards the preschool. Sara had even gotten a little dressed up, wanting to let the teachers know that these kids came from a good family. She had put on khaki capris and a maroon blouse, with matching sandals. She had blown out her hair, and placed her sunglasses on the top of her head. She pulled up in front of the school and turned around towards the twins sitting in the backseat.
"OK, are you guys ready?" Sara asked, silently wishing they would ask her to take them home and they would sit on the couch, watching a movie and eating ice-cream, all snuggled up in their pajamas.
"Yeah, Mom." Harrison said. "Can we go in now?"
Sara nodded, and they all got out of the car. Elle ran up to Sara waiting on the sidewalk, and grabbed her hand. Sara could tell Elle was more nervous than her brother, and squeezed her hand reassuringly. She looked down at her, and Elle smiled. Sara smiled back, and watched as Harrison ran ahead of them and stood on the steps in front of the school.
"Come on Mom!" Harrison said, waving his arms telling them to hurry up.
"Alright Harrison, hold on a second" Sara shouted, as Harrison sat on the step, obviously annoyed with his mother. Sara bent down to Elle. "OK sweetie, are you ready?"
Elle looked at her, at the school, then back at Sara. "I'm ready, Mommy." Elle said, and they started walking towards Harrison together.
Once they reached him, Harrison stood up. "Its about time!" He said, and turned on his heel and walked towards the school. He turned around, apparently becoming more nervous, and ran towards his mother and grabbed her hand.
Sara walked in, Harrison on her left and Elle on her right. She knew they had to go, but she wanted so much to turn around and bring them back home to where she knew Nick was, probably sitting at the kitchen table, eating a bowl of cereal. As they reached the room that was assigned to the twins, Sara looked through the door window. Room 22A.
"Mommy, what can you see?" Harrison said, anxious and nervous all at the same time. He was too short to look through the window, but wanted to know what there was to see. The teacher had seen Sara peeking through the window, and walked over and opened it up. She saw a tall, brunette woman standing there with two children at her sides. One, a beautiful blonde girl, and the other, a striking brunette boy. She knew just from the look of these two, that they were going to make an impression of her life, whether she wanted them to or not.
"Hi, I'm Ms. DiMonda. And you are…" A perky brunette woman of about 40 was at the door, wearing a long tan skirt with a matching sweater, that had a crazy design on it. Bows were sticking out from all over the shirt.
"Hi, I'm Sara Stokes. These are my twins, Elle and Harrison." When they heard their names, Elle and Harrison looked up and smiled. Ms. DiMonda had a smile that seemed warm and inviting, and all of the hesitation Sara had had disappeared the minute she met the teacher that would be teaching her children for the next six months.
"Hi Elle. Hi Harrison. I'm Ms. DiMonda. Some of the other children are already here, if you want to go in and play." The twins looked up at Sara to make sure it was OK with her, and when she nodded encouragingly, they ran into the classroom.
"Mrs. Stokes, I'm going to guess that this is your first time experiencing preschool with your children." Sara nodded, trying to figure out what this woman was getting at. "Well, I can assure you that they will be perfectly safe and if anything does arise, I will immediately contact you or your husband. I want you to know that I will treat your children, and every other child at this school, as if they were my own. Most parents are a little shaky the first few days, but its best for your children if you don't hang around too long. Usually that makes the children more nervous and if you want them to adjust properly, as I'm sure you do, you should leave soon."
"Can I say goodbye to them first?" Sara said, feeling the tears forming around the brims of her eyes.
"Sure, go right ahead." Ms. DiMonda said, then headed off to help a child who seemed to be having a fight with a paint brush.
Sara figured it would be easier to say goodbye to Harrison first, since he seemed to be the most comfortable in the new setting. She saw him sitting on a rug that resembled a clock, and kneeled down. He propped himself up on her knees.
"Har, I'm going to go home now. If you need anything, ask Ms. DiMonda, OK?"
"OK, Mommy. I'll watch Elle for you."
"Thanks baby." And with a quick kiss on the cheek, Harrison was off to play with a new friend.
As Sara walked over to Elle, who was playing by herself with the dolls, Sara could feel a tear escape and cascade down her cheek. She knew it would be harder to say goodbye to Elle, who appeared to be having a harder time adjusting than her brother did.
"Elle, honey, I'm going to get going." Elle looked up at her mother as she was feeding the baby doll.
"Do you have to Mommy?" Sara could feel herself wanting to cry a river, but held back, knowing that she didn't want to have a breakdown in the middle of a preschool classroom.
"Yeah, sweetie. Daddy's waiting for me at home, and I have to go get ready because Greg and Carly are coming over for dinner." Sara had remembered Nick inviting them over, and figured they would order out pizza or Chinese.
"Ok Mommy, but your coming back to pick us up right?"
"Of course, me and Daddy will come."
Elle stood up, and gave her mother a hug around the neck. As Sara felt Elle's hug get tighter, she pulled her away, gave her a kiss and walked out of the classroom. Her daughter went back to feeding the doll. As Sara stepped out of the classroom, a little girl walked up to Elle and offered to help change the baby doll's clothes.
Sara walked out of the school, and got in her car. She could feel her the tears pour out of her eyes, and she just cried for a little while. She hadn't realized how grown-up her kids were. Sara felt as though they didn't need her anymore. She knew deep down they still did, for food and clothes and a home, but she felt like they were growing up too fast.
She pulled out of the school parking lot, and headed home. She knew Nick was waiting for her.
Sara knew the quicker she got home, the quicker she could come back and pick up her babies.
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Woohoo! Was it worth the wait? I hope so. I really worked so hard on this chapter, and I remember my mom being all weepy when my little brother went to preschool, and I just worked off of that. Please, read and review!