So my baby started school this week. I didn't cry the first day. I cried today. He said he was ready for me to let him out of the car in the drop-off line. He looked so small with that big backpack on and it's all I could do to keep from following him in.
He is loving it.
Ellie misses him the mornings he's at school. She keeps asking if it is time to go get Jack yet.
While I was vacuuming this morning, trying to get up all the cheerios scattered around the house and avoid the Lego's, I thought, I'm really going to miss this someday. My babies are growing up too fast and these years really are so short. Better cherish them.
On a lighter note, we tried a new kind of curry chicken for dinner last night. It was a yellowish color and was served over rice. Jack sat down and promptly asked with the most innocent, straight face "Hey Mommy, who pooped in my bowl?" He was sent straight to his room, so Hayden and I could recover our laughter before correcting him. The funny thing is, I know he knew he would get in trouble, he just couldn't resist.
