First Day of 3rd Grade

Oh Ramsey, little Doodlebug, what a fun and aterrific first morning of school!

So, this child AMAZED me this morning. I begrudgingly rolled out of bed at 6:05AM (after one snooze).  With gritty sore eyes, I trudged down the stairs to Ramsey's room to get him up.  I met the little stinker in the hallway.  He's carrying his Darth Vader digital clock and he's pointing at it, telling me he got himself up all by himself - he set his own alarm!   That little milestone goes on a "Ramsey's First List!" ha!  I was impressed.  From there, I knew even more that he was beyond eager and enormously excited to get back to school.  That made my heart so very happy.  It perked me up and I forgot about my tiredness and red eyes.

On this morning, there was no foot-dragging or otherwise.  Everything was QUICK, EASY, with zero chance of any meltdowns, sadness, or whining to have to eat breakfast.  Nope... I hate to jinx it, but it was a pretty excellent morning.  (I'm still shocked, honestly.)

Of course, I had to take a gazillion pictures.  Ramsey was talking like a ventriloquist through his teeth, stating all of the things he was looking forwar to that day, and worried about when the bus was going to be there (it wasn't for another 20 minutes, so he needed to CHILL!).

For his First Day of School sign, he told me that the "Favorite Subject" should be changed to "History".  But, then again, I didn't need to formally change it, since he could learn history through reading.  I'm taking that as a nod that I can leave my Photoshop print as-is.  Yay.

During these pictures from the main entry, he looked past the yard and to the lake.  He screamed with excitement at the beauty of the sunrise!  He hadn't seen a sunrise for at least three months. And this one, well it was magnificent.  

He was so anxious for his new backpack and to see Bill, the bus driver, that he had to make a few "test runs" to the road to make sure the backpack was sufficiently snug.  He cleared it as-is with no changies.  I had to laugh.

After being ready so early, Bill showed up at 6:52 AM.  We waved to each other and I kissed my baby goodbye for today.  

When he returns, I hope he still has starry eyes, plus a boatload of amazing fun stories to tell us!

God, please bless my child this year at school... and bless his teachers and friends, the bus drivers, lunch preparers, the school receptionists, the nurse, the principal, and everyone else that makes my special boy's day a good one.