Time Eldest woke up this morning for his first day of Kindergarten: 6:15 (I know this because I saw him peering out the window as I returned to the Trenches from my
Number of times he changed his first-day-of-school outfits: 0. He's a boy! For this, I'm thankful. (Although he did pick out his outfits for the entire rest of the week already.)
Number of times he asked, "Is it time to go yet?": about 20.
Number of times I had to remind him to brush his teeth: at least 3.
Number of pictures I took this morning: 18. And Hubby videotaped as well. Total first-time parents of a kindergartener. I KNOW!
Number of hours he's actually in Kindergarten: 2.5. (I've refrained from
Number of bus steps Baby cleared before we whisked him down: 2. He thought HE was going to school this morning.
Number of "I can't believe he's actually starting kindergarten" thoughts that were in my head this morning: Too many to count.
BUT: Number of tears I shed as I watched my Eldest baby boy get on the big yellow bus to begin his school career: 0.
He's ready. I'm ready. My biggest boy. A school boy. I'm so proud.
One down, two to go...