The First of The Last Of The Firsts - 12, 10, 7

My big boy had his last first day of school.😪

Over the weekend both Eli and Daisy came to me separately and were teary at the thought of this being Zeke's last year living with us. 

On the contrary, I was holding my s*!t together pretty well.

Back to school pics went as usual.

FYI, Eli adores his brother, and Zeke slays as a big brother.

But then Zeke and I dropped Daisy off at Zeke's first elementary. Daisy and the other cheerleaders were welcoming the students. As Zeke and I were walking up to Waverly Park, just as we did 13 years ago, I was taking in all of those precious little faces in their cute little school uni's as they were holding their mommas' loving hands. And an invisible cloud of allergens suddenly filled the air and brought tears to my eyes.

Lucky for me we had a little (unfortunate) comic relief. When Zeke and I walked up we couldn't find Daisy. One of the girls told us she got stung by a bee. We found her in the nurse's office, with the stinger still in her leg. All of Daisy's back to school emotions and anxieties tumbled out and slid down her cheek when she saw us. Zeke and I just laughed. Luckily she was able to laugh through the tears.

Then we drove to high school and Zekers got out of my car for his last first day of school. Then it was time for all of my back to school emotions to tumble out and slide down my cheek.

There he goes. Just like that. 😭 

[August 14]

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