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School!

  My little boy is growing up!
  Last week Taevin started kindergarten. Back to school night was on Tuesday so I went a little early to help clean up and volunteer for the first few hours, and after directing people and trying to answer questions for other parents for two hours, Russ showed up with Taevin and it was my turn to be the nervous mommy with lots of questions.
  We went to the kindergarten room first and met the teachers and were very impressed, next we were off to pay the bus fee and figure out the lunch situation, and after a few pictures I was much more at ease and ready to get Taevin home and into bed so he'd be nice and rested for school in the morning.
  I was up by 5am at the request of my hungry baby so I got ready and got Taevin up at six. He put on his cute uniform and his brand new school shoes that we had laid out the night before and headed down for breakfast.
  I had wanted to drop him off on the first day to take pictures but he insisted on taking the bus, he was however kind enough to allow me to meet him at the school. He was on the bus before seven and I had a chance to chat with the bus driver, he looked so small on that big old bus!
  I met him at the school, and like any first time kindergarten mom, followed him around with the camera, if he were any older, he probably would've been embarrassed. In his classroom the teacher was playing the guitar and singing songs with the kids which put everyone at ease. The other teacher read a book and then it was time for the parents to go, a few more pictures and I was off, and I didn't even cry!
  I picked him up from the bus stop that afternoon and was happy to hear that all went well. He loves his school and I'm happy about the one we chose, it seems all of our hard work to get him in will pay off. It's going to be a great year!

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  1. Awwwww. Cute Taevin! I just love that lil' boy. I'm glad he's liking school.

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