I just left my first born at school, for his first day of kindergarten. And boy, did it break my heart!
At this point, he was still excited…
Isn’t he handsome??
I waited with him as long as I could, him clinging to me the whole time.
But he eventually had to get in line with his class, and I had to let him go, with a couple of big alligator tears on his face (and a few threatening mine). It broke my heart.
I’m sure, when I pick him up in three hours, he’ll be excited again. Or maybe…a couple of days from now.
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