And the loss of control begins
Carter started Kindergarten.
- My heart broke.
- Into a million tiny pieces.
- He has no idea.
- I held it together until I made it back into the truck.
- We didn't plan ahead to make it to the (oh-la-la) country club for mimosas.
- So we started (a liquid) lunch at 11.
- This is where I insert an eye roll.
- He has the matching back pack.
- Love fills the mornings because his bag is transformers (I don't normally ok anything character for school - I'm pretty sure he feels he's getting one over on me)
The end.