Wednesday, September 9, 2009
What A Difference A Bus Ride Makes
At the bus stop, the boys and I had a little snuggle before Max climbed onto the bus and bravely waved goodbye.
But here he is, all grins and accomplishment after he got off the bus at the end of a long and memorable day. And look! He remembered his sweatshirt! So proud!
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2 comments:
Why does he look older? Weird.
I've never been the overly weepy, sentimental type BUT shipping the kid off on the first day of school always makes me weepy. No matter her age. Max appears to have had a great first day, how did you do?
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