Aiden started first grade. He wants to be a "zombie hunter." A few days later in his moment of terror, our conversation went something like this...
Aiden: Mom, are there real zombies?
Me: No, there isn't, stop worrying about that.
Aiden: Then WHY did I say I wanted to be a zombie hunter?
Me: I do not know.
And then, there is my Luke. This kid has a serious special place in my heart. Well, all of my kids do, but Luke is so sweet and so sensitive. He tells me every day how much he loves me, how much he loves his coaches and teachers, and tells me I am beautiful. He is seriously something else. He started preschool and wants to be a "builder" when he grows up!
He went in just fine and loved it. He is so different than Aiden, who punched his teacher many times the first time I dropped him off because he didn't want to go! My little sweet heart!