A chilly 42˚ out as we all waited for the bus to arrive and take Zane to his first day of school. Eight hours of school, counting bus time! No hesitation or trepidation, he seemed to take it in stride like anything else. Wearing a t-shirt that we tie-dyed last week, his name tag, some hand-me-downs from Dana, a jacket that’s getting too small, and a great big smile he struggled to put the backpack on as he got on the bus all the while his mom kept saying “don’t put your backpack on, just carry it”.
His new front teeth are making their way in nicely. I don’t think there’s any new, loose ones yet.