School days {my life}

We’re finally settling into our new routine around here, and if I’m being honest I would say I’m finally settling into our new routine.  A routine that involves me leaving my kindergartner for 4 hours a day, picking kids up, making sure the little boys are down for naps by a certain time.  All of that fun stuff.  And while there are still times throughout my day that I miss my little guy, I’m learning to be OK with that.   He has settled very well into kindergarten, in fact he’s more than settled. He’s loving every single bit of it.  It amazes me how much he’s learning and absorbing.  And it’s been nice to see that he has his Daddy’s “over-achiever” gene.  A gene that his mother knows nothing of- at least not academically speaking  ; )

Last month, he came home with a note safety pinned to his shirt. Because when you’re in kindergarten, you might not give your mother important papers that the teacher sent home.

That note invited us to their monthly Flag Ceremony (you know, where they raise the flags, salute the flags and sing songs like “God Bless America” or “The Star Spangled Banner”) I love it.  So off we went, just he and I-

I didn’t realize it was homecoming that night, so they had their own little pep-rally.  This involved a dance off.  This was something I don’t think he really understood-

So instead of dancing, like everyone else was. He stood there. With his hands in his pockets. The. Entire. Time.

Yep. Just like his Daddy.

The Pep Rally was over and they started handing out awards by grade.  And for the next few moments, I swallowed the lump in my throat and smiled at him.  He’s growing up that little guy.  And I couldn’t be prouder.

Love Deeply

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