“I will not cry. I am
not going to get overly emotional. I
have three kids, for crying out loud! I
have already been through this with the other two. This is just another day of school. I WILL NOT CRY!”
This has been my mantra for the last few weeks. I have said it to myself, my husband, and
other people. I have said it strong and
proudly. Yesterday, it hit me full in
the face. I walked around bursting into
tears over small things. What am I
talking about? SCHOOL.
This year is a monumental year in the Campagnone
household. My oldest is starting middle
school and my baby is starting Kindergarten.
Today was their first day.
It did
not help Joey absolutely insisted on riding the bus! I spent most of yesterday trying to convince
him to let us take him. He would have
none of that.
Finally, he squared his
shoulders and very firmly said, “ MO-OM,
I am not a baby. I am a big boy. I have been waiting to ride the school bus
for years!!!”
My husband looked at me and said, “Let him ride the
bus. He’ll be fine.”
Then, Logan chipped in, “I’ll show him where his class
is! Trust us, he’ll be fine!”
I relented since I was so outnumbered!
This morning, I tried once more to persuade Joey to let me
drive him the first day. Again, no
luck. So I took him to the bus
stop. He squealed with delight when he saw the big,
yellow bus come over the hill and proudly hopped on board.
What a big boy!
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