Gearing up for our school year

I am soooo excited to start our first registered year as Beginning of Wisdom Academy. I've spent the past week or so culling books, curriculum, etc., that I can't use (note to self: Ebay that stuff!) and organizing our school room. (Which is actually our dining room, but we usually eat in the kitchen anyway.) I've printed forms I needed from the state, organized a really efficient binder for lesson plans, and sorted all our art supplies.
Here's the time where I REALLY out myself as a total dork. Because everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) is labeled. My friend Neil got me a label-maker for my birthday (this is the same guy who bought me a clothes-steamer for Christmas. He SO knows me. Better than my husband.) and I've just gone totally nuts with it. I heart my label-maker.
I also love school supplies. I'm sure that's a memory from my elementary school years. Which, for the most part, were pretty good. (Not like middle school. Dear God, let's just not even GO there.)
There's a verse from a Carolyn Arends song that I love:

Riding along on a big yellow school bus, Elmer's Glue and a brand-new lunchbox
Writing my name for the very first time with a pencil that was bigger than me
From jumping rope and skipping school to doing things that grown-ups do
Life goes by like a big old bus, if you miss it, it's history
Paper dolls and paperweights, scraped-up knees and hearts that break
Dreams to dream, plans to make, love to give and love to take
This is the stuff (the smallest moments)
This is the stuff (I need to notice)
This is the stuff...life is made of.

The line about "if you miss it, it's history" really spoke to me. I have been so guilty of trying to get so much "done" (the house, the laundry, my job, my laziness -haha) that my kids are often left to entertain themselves. Not that I think that self-entertaining kids are a bad thing, but really, this IS the stuff life is made of. Spending time getting to know my kids and how they learn and what they dream of is one of the reasons WHY I homeschool. My former pastor's wife once gave me some GREAT advice when I was post-partum and weepy about everything and getting upset that my house was a wreck and the laundry wasn't folded and the dogs have fleas and...you get the picture. She said to me, "Sweetie, when your girls [she has 3 girls] get older, they're not going to remember if your house was always clean. They'll remember that you stopped doing what you're doing RIGHT NOW to have a tea party with them."
So we start school August 25th. I will be drastically cutting down on my computer time. And if you call between 9 AM and lunchtime, I won't answer the phone. I'm going to be teaching little brains to read, little fingers to write, little voices to sing, little minds to know the awesomeness of our Father God, and little hearts to praise.
Wow. I'm a little nervous now!