Here he is, going to school. Notice the look of apprehension. Or maybe it's just the look he gives me when he's tired of me taking his picture.
And here she is in the skirt that she picked out herself and insisted she wear on the first day of school. I would have picked out something very, very different. But, you know, she practically grown now and all.
Here's the pink backpack. The backpack that took a very, very long time to pick out. She wanted something with glitter and pictures of princesses on it. I wanted her to go with something plain and simple. This is the compromise (although I think I won.)
And now they're both officially in school. It's very, um, hmm, not as weird as I thought it would be. I think the first day of preschool was more of a monumental thing for me to handle. Today is the day I've been waiting for - today I am free. Well, except for the fact that I have a 3 year old and a 1 year old coming over any minute now. So I'm not really free after all. So, you know, oh well.