All growing up so quickly.
First day of school for 2012.
First day of school for my baby.
It was an emotional day for me.
A shocking admission, I'm sure...ha!
(I'm telling Ezra to please stop swatting my bottom.
Sometimes he just gets so excited.
He can't control himself.)
We had walked almost half way to school
When I finally said:
Jobie, aren't you going to hold my hand?
Mommy, can we quit holding hands now?
We dropped Ezzie off in his room first.
Then walking through the halls to Jobie's room,
he grabbed my hand once again.
Before I was ready, we were at his classroom door.
He found his seat.
And sat down.
Ready to start his day.
Until I walked out of his classroom.
Ryan took the day off.
To comfort me.
Some comfort he is.
He says things to make me cry more.
Like: well, how does it feel to have your very last baby in school?
And: didn't he look so cute?
Then he tries to hug me.
Which will only makes me cry more.
Brookie doesn't start until tomorrow.
So I had 2 people home with me today.
I'll be walking home by myself.
Might be harder than today.
(Just a few short months ago,
he was insisting he did not want to go to school.)
And I really am looking forward to the ability to
1) visit the restroom uninterrupted
2) make phone calls uninterrupted
3) grab my bag and run out of the house
without searching for little people socks and shoes
But, man, is the house going to seem quiet.
I find an amazing station on Pandora.
Crank up the music.
And sing as loudly as I want.