Back to School

It's that time of year again; time for football, sweaters, cooler weather, pumpkin spice lattes, and...school.

A few days after we got back from the beach, we went to meet Camden's teachers. They're both great- I'm pretty convinced they were made to be preschool teachers.

Meet the teacher day. Camden can no longer pose for a photo without a photo bomb in the form of a little sister.

Camden's first day was this past Wednesday. Gone were the nerves that overtook him on his first day last year; he's an old pro at school now.  He walked right in and started working on an activity immediately. He didn't look up to see where I was a single time (I was trying to hunt down Macey, who had also welcomed herself into the classroom and made herself comfortable in the corner with toys). We kept our goodbye casual and quick, and he didn't give me a second glance as I left the classroom. Now, that might make some moms sad, and I get that. Not me, though; I was proud of my boy, who has grown and matured so much in the last year. I'll take the casual "see ya later, mom" over crying and clinging to my leg any day.

 

 Happy first day of school! Macey was convinced that she was going too; we've been hearing a lot of "May May school".