So, I got to take my son to school for the first time today. Well, the first time for his Kinder years. He was trying to be so brave, and almost made it, till I had him come give me a hug. He broke down and started crying. He quickly recovered once I reminded him that he was supposed to be a brave soldier. LOL

It was great to go see him there… a big boy… all grown up… … :( Where did my little boy go!? :( I feel really bad for him because I know it must be so overwhelming to him. He doesn’t understand all the good this is doing for his character, etc. Ehh, by the end of the day he’s forgotten the trauma of the morning so it’s all good. I feel really bad for Heidi though. Having to go through that every morning… well, not every morning, but you know. It’s tough to watch your son feel so scared and nervous and not rescue him…

I can’t wait to go pick him up at the end of the day! :)