Wednesday, September 9, 2009

And then he was a first grader

No clinging to mom in tearful sadness this year. On the first day of school as a FIRST grader, CJ wakes up to his own alarm clock and gets himself ready (with just a bit of prodding). When his carpool arrives he announces, "Go inside, mom," and gives me a shove for emphasis. "I don't NEED you."

I'd cry if I weren't so delighted.

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