Today is the first day of school.
My fairy farm princess is pumped. First grade here she comes.
My farm boy . . . not so much. He was up early to tend his fields (i.e. carpets in the kitchen) and worried that his custom baling business would suffer while he was gone. He doesn’t really have a custom baling business . . . not yet anyway.
And this mama . . .
I shed a few tears thinking about the first first day of school back in 2010. Watching Ethan board the bus to kindergarten about broke my heart and put all my mommy instincts in overdrive. Where does time go?
Well, time does go and after drying my eyes and indulging in a rock on the porch swing listening to . . . well, silence, I did the hot dog dance.
Moms, it is okay to cheer.