My big 3rd grader. Hayden was up at the crack of dawn, said he wanted to "look sharp" on his first day.
Mom: Would you like to ride the bus or can we take you to school
Hayden: uh, well, I think maybe I should just ride the bus
Yup, thats right, mom is not cool, he doesn't want to be seen with me. It was emotional to send him off, but I did not cry this time.
Sage is off to Kindergarten this year. Its all day so she gets to take her lunch. She is in the dual language program so half the day in Spanish, half in English. This was a real tough one for me, and I cried all morning long.
She forgot her backpack on the first day-right after this picture she set it down and ran Hayden his lunch that he forgot (yes, totally crazy morning!!!). Then we jumped in the van and headed to school; as we pulled in the parking lot she realized she didn't have the back pack. I took it to her about lunch time. She burst into tears when she saw me walk through the front door. She was overwhelmed from the whole morning of not understanding a thing. I cried even more. All afternoon I cried until I picked her up. She bounced out the door with a huge grin on her face and proceeded to tell me how great her day was. She has been all smiles since. She loves to say, "so I went to Kindergarten, and I can't understand anything my teacher says!" Sage is soaking up the Spanish like a little sponge. I marvel at how well she rolls her R's and the cute little accent she has picked up. Aside from that first morning, she loves Kindergarten.