Tyler started fifth grade today.
I don’t know what to say beyond, “WHAT?!”
My mind is kind of blown.
I watched him get ready this morning. Watched him as he got himself dressed, made his bed, fixed his breakfast, and helped with the animals.
There were times – many, many times – when I literally never thought I’d see the day he’d be capable of pouring himself a bowl of cereal.
And now? Now he’s like the champion of cereal. Among other things.
I don’t miss herding him from one morning task to another. I do miss his tiny chubby cheeks, his sticky kisses, and his utter and complete faith in me.
Happy First Day of School, Tyler.