So I'm Smitten.

Back to school, back to school,
To prove to dad that I'm not a fool,
I've got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight,
I hope I don't get in a fight.
Ohhhh, Back to school, back to school....

Er, as you MIGHT have guessed from today's little sing-a-long, I'm back to work today after the eye surgery of the past. I'm still a wee bit squinty eyed, especially in the sunlight and trying to do things up close, but I've got my eyedrops and some Panadol ready to go. And I'm trying not to even think about how far behind I am in my teaching programme, but we'll do what we can to get it all sorted out.

(Plus, I miss my kidlets. I know. Crazy. It'll last an hour or so.)

So why the title post? Because I just happen to be having a moment with those good old fashioned butterflies in my stomach, and it's all because of the boy. I do love him. Lots, in fact. Can you tell?

Happy Monday, everyone. May yours be filled with butterflies too.