I was actually a little sad to watch my big boys climb onto the bus Monday morning. We joke that back-to-school-time is the Most Wonderful Time of the Year, but truth is, we had a good lazy summer. Plus, with my guys going back to school comes the inevitable start of my own semester, so I haven't really been too eager for it to come.
I don't get weepy or sad when my kids start school, in general. The day my oldest, Sean, went to kindergarten for the first time I did cry off and on all day. But since then, I've been completely OK with my children going off to get educated, leaving me at home do. . . whatever. However, today, I did have a bit of a lump in my throat watching the school bus drive off. I came back home to find the house was quiet, too quiet.
I told Cameron as long as he smiled and looked at the camera, he could do any pose he wanted. So I got half a dozen of these goofy ones. I do have one formal nice one (for posterity sake), but these are cuter. ;)