Yesterday the boys went back to school, starting kindergarten & the first grade.
They were excited but a bit dubious
We made the long hike up & down the driveway
We were early because we were told ‘sometime between 7:15-7:20’. We were at the end of the driveway at 7:10 and the bus didn’t come until 7:22. Not sure yet if that is the firm arrival time or not, but every extra minute helps when you can’t find socks in the morning.
And there they go.
I feel like I ought to write something sentimental here about my baby starting kindergarten, but I went through all those feeling last year when I put him on the bus for pre-K. And the last 2 weeks have been no joy for the three of us. We are all sick & tired of being together. We need a break. They are excited to be someplace different doing new things and I am excited to finally be able to get some things done around the house that i have been wanting to do for months.
Give me a few days. I’ll probably all maudlin about the passage of time sometime early next week, once the initial excitement dies down.
