Oh. My. Goodness. My baby is in pre-school. How can that be?!
He is attending Stafford Academy, and his teacher is Mrs. Robertson. She is a fabulous, young mom who just started back to teaching this year. Isaiah adores school and adores his teacher.
Bryan and I took Isaiah to school and left Elias and Raelynn home with my mom. Elias was so sad to get left home, but my mom eased his pain by letting him make sausage balls with her (his favorite breakfast!).
We took some pictures, and left for school.
And we were 25 minutes early. Oh my word. It was perfect, though. I told Isaiah he could come sit with me in the front seat. So we chatted and talked about how fun school would be. Just before we got out of the car, Bryan prayed for Isaiah and his first day.
That's when I lost it. I told myself I wasn't going to cry, but once we prayed, it took everything in me to keep my tears in. I wanted Isaiah to be excited not scared.
We walked Isaiah to class, and talked with his teacher a few minutes. Once we told him good-bye, he looked a little out of his comfort zone, but ready to face the day.
I held it together until we got to the car. Then the tears slid right on out. My boy was so brave, so excited, and so ready to meet new friends. His teacher seems fabulous, and I'm so excited for him to experience new things!
Crazy times.
Once we picked up Isaiah, we went out to lunch with my mom and then went to the airport to watch a few airplanes before my mom flew back to Idaho.



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