1st Grade

First day of school: 1st grade. Things were a little easier than last year. There was no screaming or tantrums brought on by fear. There may have been a little hesitation as Aidan took his first step onto the bus, but his excitement to get to his new classroom, see his old friends and meet some new ones - propelled him forward.

I left work early today, eager to get home to see him off the bus. I always imagine our "Hallmark" back to school moment, giggling over the antics of his classmates over milk and cookies. And then I remember, I have three boys. I barely get two sentences out of him before he is off and running with his brothers. (Note to self: boys are not the best communicators.)

But his two sentences were all good. Welcome to first grade.