Benjamin started school this year!
This is the year in which we have one in kindergarten and one in her senior year… and of course, two in-between. Somehow, having one in 12th grade and one in kindergarten makes me feel both old and young at the same time. But it’s also a keen reminder of how short life is, and how quickly it goes by.
In the photo, both Benjamin and Gracie are waiting by the front door for the bus to arrive. In a few short minutes, it will pull to a stop in front of the house and Benjamin will run out the door, not even looking back, so eager (not anxious) to go to school. It’s good to see a child so interested in going to school. My wife feared it would be hard for him to adapt, but he’s taken to it like the proverbial duck to water.
A few weeks into the routine, he’s dressing himself, brushing his teeth, washing his face, and brushing his hair, spurning breakfast at home for the school fare, and opting to buy his lunch as well. He waits patiently for the hiss of the bus’ air brakes, climbs aboard, gives the driver a hug (yes, EVERY morning), and takes his seat. Gracie and I wait for his return several hours later. Usually, she sacks out on the sofa and I go about checking emails, applying for jobs, blogging—you know, the important stuff.
In the afternoon, if Benjamin’s not sound asleep in his seat, he just as eagerly jumps off the bus, waves goodbye to his driver, and runs into either my arms or my wife’s arms—then runs ahead of us back to the house. Gracie is usually happy to see him and greets him at the door—that is, unless she’s still sacked out on the sofa.
Another day down, one step closer to the graduating class of 2021. Now if that doesn’t make even you feel old, I don’t know what will.