Time Marches On ...

...and before you know it, 

you are the proud parent of a

Kindergartner,

and a Second Grader,
{with no teeth!}

who both beamed with excitement as the bus

pulled up and climbed fearlessly onto

the bus without even a glance back.

Time marches on ...and before I knew it they were running off the bus with even bigger smiles than when they got on.

Feeling blessed and thankful today for two boys who love school and couldn't wait to go to bed tonight,

so they could wake up and do it all over again.

....................................................the simple things

Today, as the sky was grey and the rain poured down, Gibson's 1st grade class took their end of the year picnic inside.  Instead, of sitting on the grass under the heat of the sun, we spread our blanket on the floor of the oldest building around.  And, that was ok, because
sometimes it is the simple things in life that make your day.

Because, it's not everyday, your mom,

your dad, 

and your brother get to eat lunch in your classroom.

For the first time....

For the first time, Gibson was the only member of this party of four

to get ready for school.

For the first time, I walked my son to the bus stop and proudly

watched him get on the bus.

 

For the first time, hand-in-hand, Elliott and I walked back home to spend the

first of many days alone together.

 

For the first time, the only student I had on my mind at dinner was 

my excited first grader.

For the first time, the first day of school was peaceful, free of anxiety

and filled with joy.

For the first time, I knew without lingering doubt or questioning, that at this time, I am exactly where I need to be.