First. Seventh.
For the first first day of Lu's school life, we didn't drive her. I hollered after her as she climbed into the carpool, throwing a "love you bye" over her shoulder. Milo started first grade with little excitement (screen withdrawal is tough, yo). But he came home chattering about the anatomy of his brain and lost his third tooth (he lost one last year on the first day).
I already appreciate them more, even one day back into regularly scheduled programming.