
The first day of school for my kids was always hard for me. It meant the end of a fun summer, spending lots of time together. But it also brought on a case of the guilts. (I always wanted to be a stay-at-home mom, however, life didn't cooperate.) On the first day of any given year, the kids would get ready in their new clothes and pose for the annual first day of school pictures. I love looking back at those pictures and see the happy, excited smiles.
When the first day of kindergarten came for Tayson, I wanted to be there. I missed so much of his life being so far away; birthdays, school programs, ball games. This was one thing I could attend. It was so much fun to share in the excitement of that day. Since then, I have decided that this was going to be a "grandma thing", being there for the first day of kindergarten.

Monday was Carson's turn. He was so excited, he could hardly eat breakfast. As we dropped him off, he waved good bye, blew kisses, and went into the classroom with a big smile on his face. What was really cute was that at the end of the morning, when we picked him up, he said, "That was so much fun, can I come back tomorrow?" If he only knew!