School started the day after Labor Day here. I know it has been 2 weeks, but better late than never.
Brother #1 started 6th grade this year. The first week of learning locker combinations and getting to class before the bell was a bit of a challenge, but cross country also started, and he is in his element so there may be a balance.
Brother #2 started 3rd grade with the teacher #1 had when he was that age. #2 is glad to have this great teacher, but still wonders why there is only one Saturday in the week and 5 school days.
Brother #3 headed off to kindergarten without a glance back...until the second week, then he suddenly got nervous. I think we've worked out the jitters and are back on track.
Brother #4 is in this picture and holding his very own "backpack" (#1's lunchbox). Everyday when his brothers get on the bus he looks at me and says "me, mom". In a few years my son-and I'm afraid it will come quicker that I'd like.
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Often, Micah talks about how everyone gets to go to school but him. If it came down to it, I'm sure he'd rather be home with me anyway though.
I love thowse boys!! And I miss Grandma, too. I miss my Mom a ton, especially thigs time of year.
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