When did this happen?
LOVE the over-sized back pack. Full of his pencil box (with mini-notebook, colored pencils and glue sticks), a folder, his lunch, his snack and his current chapter book, Ramona the Brave.
Happy Birthday to me. Now give us your first born.
The night before my birthday, 9 years ago, Cody and I held hands for the first time. It feels like yesterday.
Where did all these children come from!?
We were all smiles until the moment came when we had to separate. Then the silent tears. And square-mouth.
Nothing a little pep talk from Daddy can't fix (and your classmates staring at you).
2 minutes later he calmly walked into the classroom with his caring and kind teacher.
And about 4 minutes later he was up singing songs and dancing with his class. Is it me, or is Sean a mammoth-child? His height is even more remarkable when you think he's probably the youngest one in there, having just turned 5. I guess all the other boys in the class chose their red uniform shirt ("for Lightning McQueen") today too.
We are back home now, and Jamesie and I already miss Seannie's presence in our home this morning (Sis would too, but she's napping). The lack of squabbling and bickering is nice, but we miss our playmate. I just can't play cars with Jamesie like a 5 year old boy can. I feel a little emptiness in my heart as I wait for the next 8 hours to tick by. So I'm filling it with leftover birthday french toast and other carbs. That makes it a little better.