And so it begins

Penn started Kindergarten on Monday. He's been waiting on this for so long! It was with great excitement this month that we completed registration, went to "kindergarten socials," met his teacher, bought school supplies, tried on uniforms and got one more haircut.

Penn wakes at 6:30 to his very own alarm clock (because I'm not taking any chances, heh) puts on the clothes laid out for him, makes his bed and then runs down the hallway to wake me up. Because Margot wakes at 6:30 to eat I can hear the bustling sounds of him getting ready.

He likes school. We both like his teacher. He loves lunch! He said parts of school were boring because they weren't learning anything and the books she read were kindergarten stories, but, you know, there's a bucket of play dough, two tire swings and a secret wave for the principal and that's neat. There's a girl in his class named Carissa. He said he told her his mom's name is Carissa, but nobody really cared.

On Monday's very first school drop off ever I parked the car and the gaggle of children walking around us made my milk drop like two ton boulders. I realized, I had forgotten to wear nursing pads. For a second I imagined me sitting in the car with Margot and a wet shirt while Daniel got to do all the fun stuff. Then Daniel ripped open one of the tissue boxes out of Penn's school supply bag. Sorry class. One box is going to be two tissues short.

Penn is such a sweet clever boy. He's athletic and coordinated and funny. When we dropped him off he looked around at his crying classmates clinging to their parents wondering what was wrong with them. When I pick him up he is tired and hungry. He changes from school clothes into play clothes and runs outside to ride his "bike without training wheels."

I love him.

So much.