The boys both had their first days of school last week.
I was really quite sad.
I always feel like school starting is the end of so much.
Long summer nights. Playing all day. Barbeques.
Fireflies. Playing at the park.
Swimming. No 'bedtime.
It also makes me feel like I am getting older (which I am).
Especially this year. G started school. I did not want him to start. He has such a sensitive heart- I feel like school might break him.
BUT against my wishes, they both started and were pretty excited (NOT excited for school shopping though. I made them go and MADE them pick on shirt. K grabbed a green one with a soccer ball. I said, 'do you like that shirt?' He said, 'Sure, i just wanna go look at toys...' watch out, in two years me and J will be going, she will LOVE it!)

Starting third grade and Kindergarten

One last hug from J, she is going to really miss him. They have been each others
side kicks since birth.

One last hug from little B (G LOVES him)
I had to stay and wait with him until it was time to go... it was kinda less dramatic because I was there for 25 minutes. I was so sad for him to go, he was 'kinda excited' as he said.
SOOOOOOO tired.
He came home and told me that his teacher said he would be exhausted and he was.
I wish I could make time stand still.


