Well, the inevitable happened. My second baby started kindergarten. I did well, though; no tears this time. When Callie, my first-born, started school, my husband and I stood there bawling while we watched her wait patiently with the other littlest students to be taken to their classroom. You could tell she was confused, since we had been assuring her how great this was going to be! And it was. We were just overcome with the fact that our little girl was growing up so quickly. Hadn't we just brought her home from the hospital???
This time it was Caleb's turn to enter the big, bad world of elementary school. He was pumped, though, and so was Callie. Now she wouldn't be the only one going "out into the world" everyday. She was excited about showing Caleb the ropes. It helped, too, that Caleb has the same teacher that Callie had, so Callie knew all the right questions to ask him about his first day. All these things put our minds at ease a little bit, especially when Caleb came home and was excited to show us his work and made sure that I signed all the papers I was supposed to sign. He even announced, "I'm used to school now!" We're hoping that enthusiasm will last!
Meanwhile, Katie and I are at home by ourselves. She's already asking when she'll get to go to school. I'm trying not to take it personally.