It is the season for a bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils! Will and Annie both started school today, and as always, it was bitter sweet. We were able to walk to school together, and as I walked out the front doors leaving my two big kids behind, I cried. Each day the kids get bigger and braver and closer and closer to no longer needing me. As parents, that is the ultimate goal, but it doesn't make it any easier.
Will is starting 3rd grade. He was SO EXCITED. I kept having to pull him back from running ahead of us, and the second we walked in the door he waved and that was it. Ready to conquer the 3rd grade.
Annie was thrilled, and nervous. She loves school so much and is so glad that she gets to be there all day, but having new routines and new expectations made her a bit uneasy. I walked her to her classroom and made sure she new where to meet Will after school, and that was it. My big girl gone all day. More time spent with her teacher than her mother. First grade is a special kind of heartbreak. For me, it's harder than kindergarten.
Will and Annie are such good kids. I'm excited to see how they grow and mature this year. No doubt they will do some incredible things.
