What in the world? How did "baby Seth" get to be "Seth in Kindergarten"? Seth could care less how this day came, he's just glad it has. I've never seen him so excited. We met his teacher last night with the whole crew in tow. Since then he hasn't held still. I'm convinced he was running circles in his sleep. He was up roaming the house eager to get the morning rolling. Slurping down his cereal, packing his lunch bag and snack and "nap towel". His Dad gave him and Lucy a blessing.
Seth will be a bus rider. But, today we drove through the effects of Hurricane Faye together then walked under the umbrella together all the way into the arms of Ms. Creech. She said, "Good Morning" to Seth and, "He's beaming" to me. I was beaming, too. It was a relief. I think if I had seen any hint of moisture in my boy's eyes I would have been victim to the "first day of school sobs". Instead we were both all smiles (except that teeny tiny lump that sneaked in while I sat in traffic on my way home---without Seth.)
She's as sweet as can be with her Alyssa-Milano-like looks and southern drawl. Seth's in good hands. I told him that in school, hands are magic, if you ever need anything or have any question, just raise them.
Now, if I can just keep my hands from wringing until 3 0'clock comes.