3rd Grade

Thursday was the first day of 3rd grade for a certain young man. He dressed for the occasion, with some fabulous stripey shorts and a big smile. He has been blessed with another year in the hands of the amazing Mrs. W, who will teach third grade this year. To have her twice in a row is a great joy in this house; we think she hung the moon.

The last two days have been filled with excited chatter about school: his new desk, the annoyance of a tucked-in shirt, the classroom jobs, singing in the choir, and the beauty of 3rd grade gym (they get to walk part of the way themselves!).....there are so many details that he is eager to share.

But I can't help myself. I still think of the year he started pre-K as a 3 year old, clutching his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle lunchbox in one hand while he held mine in the other.

I have no idea where the time has gone.