If you follow any of my social media channels, you know that my oldest graduated kindergarten a week ago. Sending Jace to school was not all butterflies and rainbows for me. I was terrified for him to be on his own/in someone else’s care for most of the day. Then, I was dismayed again when we moved to Denver and the school day was even longer than it was back home.
Because Jace was my first, we have to endure all kinds of firsts together, experiences that are much easier the second time they roll around. Poor Jace, being the oldest is a tough gig. 😉
But we survived the entire year. Jace is now one year deep into his 13 years of school. I might have learned as much as he did. Maybe more. Funny how that works.