First Day of School

Okay, it has finally come. After six years, Robbie has finally become old enough to enter the hallowed Kindergarten halls at Blue Haze Elementary School. We dropped him off this morning to tears (mine) and smiles (his and Jon's) and quite a few hugs and kisses on both sides. He did great! He just walked in and sat down and was ready to go. I think it's harder on me to let go than it is for him to. I guess that's part of the cycle of life that I have never appreciated. We give all that we have to these little defenseless creatures, and then suddenly they don't need you quite as much. And the funny thing is that you are happy for them. Silly, huh? Anyway, I'll probably start crying again if I write anymore, so here's the official first day of kindergarten picture, complete with backpack. [photopress:100_4577.JPG,full,centered] On a totally different note, just a cute story and picture. While I was doing dishes this morning, Adam came up to me and informed me that he wants to go snowmobiling. And then he asked me for his boots. I told him that there was no snow in August, but that didn't seem to dampen his spirits at all. As evidence by the picture, he insisted on putting on a hat and gloves and his jacket. He's still wearing it, and I'm pretty sure he's waiting for Grandpa to show up and take him snowmobiling. He really wanted Uncle Brad to go too, but I told him that Uncle Brad was on a mission and couldn't go. Anyway, I'm sure all the snow people in our family are proud! Have a wonderful day! [photopress:100_4578.JPG,full,centered]