Kindergarten

Eli started school today. And we have all been very excited about it. He's ready. The child is already six years old. Given his late birthday and the whole late talking thing, I had an extra year at home with him. We are ready now for kindergarten. Or I thought I was.
I am so painfully typical. So predictable. Any remaining hope I had of being anything other than absolutely average in the parenthood department is in the trash can with an entire box of Kleenex. I feel just as hormonal as I did when I brought him home from the hospital.
Let the cliches begin. My baby is growing up.