I mean, Ashton is in the 4th grade, so she's a big fish this year and knows the drill.
Taylor? Well, he may be in Kinder, but he's so ready to go to school. Last night he laid out his clothes and we set his alarm. This morning, he got up on own, got dressed, fixed his hair, and ran downstairs! I was cooking breakfast (well, I was putting cinnamon rolls in the oven, don't get too excited!) and he proceeded to jump and down telling me how excited he was... about PE!!!
I didn't have the heart to tell him they don't have PE everyday.
Poor things. Their backpacks were so heavy. Daddy was carrying Taylor's while Ashton just had to suck it up until we dropped him off. Then I carried it. :)
Momma's little boy...
Every little boy needs a good pep-talk from their daddy, right? (Love it.)
There he is. All grown up. It won't be long until he'll be starting college. (*cue the waterworks*)
And this is what you get when you try to take a picture of a 4th grader. (She really was sweet, she just didn't want me embarrassing her in her skinny jeans, vintage tee, and new converse. Well excu-use me!)
I'm sure they're having a fabulous day, but yes, I'll spend my entire day staring at the clock and checking the website to see what they're doing at that time.
And I really hope Taylor has PE today.