So the big day came and went and I'm still here. I did better than I thought I would, I only cried a little as I seen the big yellow bus pull away with my babies. But Emma had a wonderful first day of school and can't wait to go back on Monday.
Her second day didn't go as well. School was great, but she got scared on the bus. She was so pitiful telling me about a first grader that wanted her to be his girlfriend and he tried to kiss her. But her big brother was sitting with her and he protected her. I just hope he's still protecting her in say...8-10 years.