What I don’t love so much? All the !%#$ paper that comes with it.
There’s an obscene amount of paper coming home every day, and it’s enough to overwhelm my entire household. So here’s what I do to tame the nonsense.
I designate a folder for each child, write their name on it, and use it for the entire year. For every 50 papers that come in, I keep one.
I’m ruthless about thinning out the trail of paper streaming into my house. I keep a recycle bin next to my desk and at the end of every day I go through the backpacks, sign papers, recycle what we don’t need and look to see if there’s something special.
When I see something that needs to be saved I write the name, age of the child, and the year on the back.
Then I slip the paper into the appropriate folder, and I’m done.
At the end of the year I have an assortment of adorable papers, photos, art projects, and love notes stashed in a folder. I have one for every year, and someday when the kids are older I’ll hand over a box of their school papers.
That way I won’t sit alone as an old lady and sob my way through the school years all over again.