Woke up to a foggy morning for Kevin’s first day of second grade!
Sharpening his pencils and packing his lunch last night made me secretly wish I could go with him.
There was always something wonderful about starting a new school year with
brand new crayons & pencils, fresh paper, a smiling teacher, and clean desks!
I envy him a little.
Our hearts were bursting with pride seeing him all ready to, looking so grown up.
My second grade teacher was Mrs. Miller too, but another person, another city, another life.Â â™¥
iPhone 4 /// After all the commotion this morning, Sammy is already napping.
There has always been something kinda magical for me on foggy mornings. Perhaps it was that there were few and far between where I grew up (southern CA). I love his little lunch box! I could see my town year old being super excited about having something like that!
It sounds like a beautiful place to grow up, I need to visit CA someday! We have short lived fog often in the early hours of fall moorings, because we live near a river. It’s always a beautiful drive to school for us (20 minutes away)! That lunch box was my favorite school supply, thank you for stopping by!