the little boys first day

Momma and the sisters were in tears before they ever got their shoes on.

Julianna said, "Now I know what you mean when you say that you're sad we are growing up so fast".

But the little guys?  They charged out the door, ready for action.

John Paul rocked both days.  So confident.  His teacher was surprised on day 2 when he marched right to his seat.  "He remembers?" she said.

And when I heard her comment I thought, "You're absolutely right he remembers, and he remembers just about every minute detail of everything that happened yesterday.  And if he saw you put away your cell phone, he remembers where you put it.  And if he watched you unlock the supply cabinet he remembers what key you used, where you store the key, and which direction you turned it in the lock.  So yeah, he remembers his seat."  [Ask me how I know all this!  ha!  John Paul has surprised me so many times I stopped counting.]

Luke was a bit teary at drop off on day one (better than I feared) and I was prepared for day two to be a tough one.  But he did well.  I still have a sneaking suspicion that the bottom might drop out and we will start seeing a lot of resistance from the littlest bro.  Time will tell.

Big bro Isaac is proud to share his school with the boy-pack.  And the girls (who cried hard yesterday) were thrilled to escort the little guys today.

They'll be there Monday Wednesday Friday mornings for the spring semester.  And though I've walked this road long enough to know that fluency in a second language is a hard hill to climb, I'm excited for this solid start up the mountain for the littlest of the pack.