Thankfully all three children survived. Their teachers survived.
I survived.
All these years of school with my oldest son, I've never been sad about him going. Until today. Today my oldest began high school. Wow. Where did the time go? Seriously?!
My middle son is energetic. Talkative. Loud. Talkative. Constantly moving. Talkative. Lol. Get the point. Love the child but momma needs a break sometimes. He had a great day today, his teacher applauded him as he entered the campus because he brought his summer homework in on day 1.
And my baby. He is entering the second grade. That makes me sad. He is the only child I cried when he entered kindergarten. And first grade. However today, he was like "see ya mom. Don't walk me to my classroom. Today's the only day you can walk me to the line and when you pick me up? Stay in the car." Gee son. I'll miss you too. Lol.
