Tomorrow. It's tomorrow. School starts tomorrow. Grade ONE starts tomorrow.
Mr. Will is VERY nervous. Anxious. Really, he's dreading it.
I'm sure it'll be ok. We've done everything we can think to make this transition easier for him. He just needs to do it. So that's what we'll do.
I'm a little anxious too, I'll admit. I'm hoping his teacher is as great with him as his kindergarten teacher was last year. And I hope I don't become too overbearing. Or not overbearing enough.
It'll be an adventure for both of us (and Brian too).
Maybe that's why I've been eating like there's no tomorrow.