Today was the first day of Kindergarten for Miles. I scrolled through (what felt like) HUNDREDS of posts by my friends that rambled on and on about the sadness of another summer ending and their babies going to school.
If I could use any word to describe today, it would be anything but sad.
It's been a long and brutal summer people.
I have felt pushed and stressed. Misplaced and trapped. I think my boys have felt it too.
They were ready. I was ready.
I was "counting down the days/don't even SPEAK of that half-day nonsense with me" ready.
And we've done this all before.
So this morning I congratulated us on getting our acts together long enough to even snap a few pictures.
You can compare HERE and HERE.
And as I watched my little kindergarten walk away with his oversized red backpack and his super hot dad, I couldn't help but think that maybe what I was feeling was just a tiny bit of nostalgia and sadness.
Don't worry. I got over it.