First Day of School 2015

This morning I got up on time and started out my day in quiet time.  I prayed for my boys and their teachers and my friends kiddos who were also starting school today.  I wanted to be calm and have plenty of time to do things and starting my day off with God always makes it go smoother.  I looked out the window and saw this beautiful sunrise.

I made breakfast and woke up the boys.  They requested blueberry pancakes (from the mix we bought on vacation at The Old Mill in Pigeon Forge, of course.) :)

We got ready and headed out the door to take a quick picture before school...  my 2nd and 6th graders. 

The sun was a little bright, but I wanted it in front of the front door like last years' picture.

Anyway, Brian and I always drive in separate cars, meet in the parking lot of a shopping center in front of the school and then he hops in with us so we only have to fight traffic to park one car to walk the boys in.  We only had Hudson to walk in this year because I knew Reed wouldn't want us to walk him into middle school. :)  So we started down the driveway to the school and Brian said "Hudson, do you want us to walk you in or do you just want us to drop you off?"  Hudson said "Just drop me off.  I know what to do - just find my table that has my teachers name on it."  I felt like somebody had punched me in the gut.  "I said "Are you sure?" and he followed with a confident "Yep."  So we just pulled through the line and I put the car in park and jumped out to give him a hug.  I'm not gonna lie - it hurt.  I got back in the car and tried to hold in the tears as we drove over to the middle school to drop off Reed.  We got there a little early so he sat in the car with us for a few minutes and then it was like all of a sudden he was ready.  Watching that kiddo walk into school was rough.

I dropped Brian off at his truck and went and did some shopping for things for the house and got some groceries.  I had planned on working out, but my stomach has just been a little uneasy and I just couldn't get my self there.  I gotta say I'm not a fan of the first day of school - I feel like this every year... I think I've got it under control and the waterworks hit me every time.  I love that my boys are independent and I LOVE the schools they go to and the people that they are around.  I've already had a picture sent to me of Reed from a sweet friend and a text from someone else who has seen and talked with him today.  It truly a blessing to have so many people we love that come in contact with my kids, but it's still hard on my momma heart to see them go each fall.  

College might very well kill me. Ugh.