First Grade!

Summer was pretty fun except for the last week. RJ was out of town and apparently all of the kids' friends were too. We all stayed in the house stepping on each others' toes and I felt like September 6th (the first day of school) could not come fast enough. Would I cry when my first born son boarded the bus? NO. We waffled between whether or not we even wanted Hunter to take the bus. We decided that since our neighbor Neeru would be on it going to and from school this year and because he really wanted to, we would let him.

He was very excited to be in Miss Swanson's class this year.

I didn't take him school clothes shopping because he didn't really need anything. I also gave up trying to tell him what to wear. Incidently, he picked the same shirt he wore the first day of school last year! I'm glad he likes it and it was money well spent.

We were surprised to see that two more girls from the neighborhood (who Hunter had played with), would also be on the bus.


There he goes!

Hunter came downstairs the other night after we "put him to bed" and had an interesting discussion with his dad about finances and education. Since then, he has worried about how he will save enough money for college and how hard it will be. Baby steps!