First Day of School

I guess it's not really called school when you're just 18 months old. Technically, yesterday was Owen's first day as a day care kid.  Here he is rearing to go with his new shoes and frog lunchbox.

I was bracing myself for a tearful goodbye but Owen was happy from the get-go. This did wonders to assuage my Mommy guilt - what a well adjusted kid! Well, Owen saved up his tears for Daddy at pick-up time, "And where have you been?" Unfortunately, this morning's drop-off was not nearly as seamless. Luckily for Owen, he's only going to day care twice a week. This is bound to be an adjustment for all of us.

I also started school yesterday. My final semester! Two classes and 16 weeks to a master's degree. Not that I'm counting...