I'm honestly thrilled that he's so excited and confident to be starting school. He approached today with his usual enthusiasm and zest for life. In some ways it was easier to let him go than it was Owen simply because this time I know and trust the people that he'll be spending the next two hours with. But... It's also so hard. He's my baby and letting go stinks.
It's such a bittersweet time to see them go off to school. To see them learn, grow and thrive makes my heart burst with pride, but to watch them hop out of the car and never look back... Well, it breaks my heart a little.