Ready or not, Kindergarten morning came. We had clothes lying on Cash's dresser the night before. I picked them out for him, he said he didn't care what he wore. We ate breakfast and anxiously awaited to walk to school.
He couldn't wait to hop on his Razor and head down the street. After parking the scooter in the bike rack, we followed the herd of tiny kindergarteners, parents and younger siblings around back to the playground. Yellow numbers are painted on the perimeter of the basketball courts that coincide with their room numbers. Finding 108 we plopped down his dinosaur backpack in line and stood around waiting to see what would be next.
Mrs. Powell appeared right before the morning bell rang. A gathering of nervous kiddos clung by the only familiar face they knew besides their parents. After telling the parents that she was excited for the school year she let us know that we would tell them good-bye outside and they would head into the classroom. A hug and a kiss followed by "there's my buddy Kaden, see you later!". And he was off. Turned back a few times to wave. He was brave and so was I. Not a single tear shed by either one of us.
After giving his yellow popsicle stick to Mrs. Powell, indicating that he spotted his Mom, he walked towards me with a huge smile. "School is AWESOME" were the first words out of his mouth. The highlight of the day was eating lunch then putting your lunch bag in the wagon and just walking outside to play "all by myself!".
We are on day 4 and everyday has been awesome and for that I am grateful.
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