Our 5yo is the opposite.
He has been waiting not-so-patiently for school to start for about six months.
He has been perfecting that silly beaver-teeth smile and has been working over his new backpack to get it broken in just right.
And he needed no cues on posing for his 1st-day-of-school photos.
He’s the last one of our bunch.
Now…the house will be too quiet.
But rides to school are more fun with an extra stop along the way.
We were the first ones there this morning. There was a little too much time to wonder and anticipate, but I only saw a sign of worry once.
Otherwise, it was I-can’t-wait and when-can-I-go-in.
And the highlight? Seeing a couple of his best buddies there.
They noticed him as they came in on the bus, and then they came right over to wish him a good day. They’re older, so they won’t be able to eat lunch together or have recess at the same time, but it doesn’t matter with their little crew.
I stepped quickly away before I scooped them all up in bear hugs.
And then Hank highly encouraged me to ride away, which we did, but not before I reminded our little man of how brightly he will shine.
Man. That was a quiet bike ride home.