Time flies

Once again, it's been a few months.  But writing is heavy on my heart this morning.  I just dropped both of my babies off at school and I can't believe it.  Where has the time gone?  How is my littlest big enough to be dropped off at school?  He's still supposed to be my baby! 

Last night as I was asking Eli if he was excited about school, he told me that I could "get another boy" since he would be gone at school now.  Break my mama heart why don't ya? 

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. 

Owen started school last Thursday.  He's a big Kindergartener now and he couldn't be happier about it.  He absolutely loves everything about school so far.  He raved about Spanish, and his confidence has gone through the roof as he's mastered his new routine so easily.  

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.