So, today was the big day!
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!
Pierce of course, was up at 6:30 no problem, because he's insane when it comes to sleep, but I had to wake up Hope. But she bounced right out of that bed, and was ready to take on the day.
I did most of my crying the night before when I put them to bed, and felt pretty strong this morning. The tears for me come from two places, 1) Giving up control and letting someone else be in charge of your child 2) Simply missing them
Will I do just fine? Of course. Will I maybe even enjoy it? Probably. But I have to learn a new normal for our family, and frankly it stinks.
Pierce isn't throwing deuces, or the peace sign, this means a big 2nd grader!
And don't you like my ghetto kindergarten sign?
Anticipation was at a fever pitch at this point!
But it was time, time to say goodbye!
Praying for a GREAT year!!