There is none of the stale “I can’t believe my baby is going to school.” None of that, which I find particularly irritating and only slightly relatable. There's just pride and gratitude. Our little boy is growing, and gets to go to school. There is certainly some anxiety mingled with the delight, and a lot of please take care of him whispering in my wake. But mainly there is gratefulness.
He took a bite of apple before he could share it with his teacher. Oops.
JEB
Monday, September 19, 2011
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