For the past two weeks, every morning when Ben heads out the door Noah cries, "Baaaackpaaaack," wanting to head off to school like a big boy. Today, he finally got his chance.
Sporting the ever-coveted backpack and ready to head out. Because I was bringing Ben to school, Daddy got Noah ready and brought him to school today (I will eventually get over that Mommy guilt, right?).
Running to Daddy's car.
In the school parking lot. "Come on, Daddy!"
Looking a bit more hesitant as he nears the doors.
But he marched right in, with barely a look back. I remember being baffled by kids that did this when Ben first started school, because he was a little more, well, needy let's say.
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This was when I picked him up - he had a fantastic first day!
Sporting the ever-coveted backpack and ready to head out. Because I was bringing Ben to school, Daddy got Noah ready and brought him to school today (I will eventually get over that Mommy guilt, right?).
Running to Daddy's car.
In the school parking lot. "Come on, Daddy!" Looking a bit more hesitant as he nears the doors.
But he marched right in, with barely a look back. I remember being baffled by kids that did this when Ben first started school, because he was a little more, well, needy let's say..jpg)
This was when I picked him up - he had a fantastic first day!I'll clarify that "school" for Noah is actually a Children's Morning Out program at a nearby church two days a week. My first taste of freedom in 4 years - "It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year" indeed.
