Kindergarten...

I can still hardly believe that our little buddy has already started Kindergarten. It truly feels like we were just dropping him off at daycare for the first time (at the ripe old age of 6 weeks) and yet on September 2 we were watching him board the school bus. 

The good news - he was so excited and talked about it all summer. Everything from buying the school supplies to picking out a backpack, lunch box, and new sneakers had us all anxiously awaiting the big day. 

The night before, we packed up his lunch and laid out his outfit. I definitely teared up as I put his eyeglass wipes and tissues in his backpack, then teared up again as I explained to him how to open up the container in his lunch that held his ranch dressing - for dipping his sandwich into, and again when I read "Kindergarten, Here I Come!" before bedtime. For the record, Andy teared up as well. 

Once the big day arrived, we were all actually pretty psyched to get the show on the road. We snapped the traditional front porch photos, met (finally) some neighbors at the bus stop, and before we knew it the bus was pulling up and our very excited Kindergartner was practically running to hop on. No tear, seriously, from any of us - we all knew at that moment he was going to be A-OK and the he was going to rock Kindergarten! 

Of course, just to be sure, Andy and I sneaked over (with two bags of school supplies in tow,) met his teacher, saw his classroom, and watched as he started making friends as we walked out and left him in the care of Mrs. Jaeschke (sounds like Jetski...seriously.)

After what seemed like the LONGEST. DAY. EVER. the bus finally rolled back up and off jumped a very happy, very adorable, and frankly the cutest Kindergartner I've ever seen...