This year was probably the least emotional school sendoff for me. No bemoaning the solitude of life without my little guys or pitifully worrying whether they were making friends or having fun or missing me...
Nope. Not today.
Today Julie went off to second grade and Johnny started his second year of preschool. Each year has meaning of course, but this wasn't a big milestone year.
So, off they went all shiny and excited. New backpacks and lunch bags. Pony tails and Daddy's hair gel. Adorably coordinated outfits. A new year. A new beginning. Not a tear was shed. Just a quick hug and kiss, a wave goodbye and one last backward glance. The kids were ecstatic to be back at school, and I was so happy for them.