When Honey proclaimed these his “best letter pancakes yet”, I told him it must be satisfying to have finally fulfilled his life long dream of mastering the pancake pen. *bwahahahaha* I assure you this was a talent he never aimed to have.
The baby’s breakfast happened an hour after the PCP’s. He could not crack open his baby blues to save his life and I wasn’t about to force him out of bed a minute early.
John headed off on the bus to second grade, just as confident and excited as ever. I had planned to take him to school, or at least to follow the bus to school (I mean, come on) , but when the other kids started showing up at the bus stop I gave him a big hug and knew it was time to let him spread his wings.
Cookie is attending a two-day pre-K at the same school and with the same incredible teacher that big brother had. So I’ll still have him at home with me five days a week for one more year.
And while I my heart swells with joy to see them experience the world outside of our little nest, it is incredibly bittersweet.
Godspeed, little angels.
xoxo
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