Our member of the Class of 2022

If that graduation year doesn't make you feel old, there isn't anything that will. The Class of 2022. Crazy. Alena's now a member of the group.

She went to her first day of kindergarten with dad, smiling and waving goodbye. A parent was to accompany each student for their first day so everyone could learn how and where everything happens, as well as tour a big yellow school bus that will take her for her second and subsequent kindergarten days.

The day seemed to be a success. She "got" the ins and outs of where to go and what to do - an overview of the routine. Apparently she thought it was a little "babyish," hoping, I suppose for a bit more substance. This coming from a child that could hold a discussion with you on the topic of JFK and his assassination. Here's hoping things ramp up quickly.

She did draw a picture of our house, play on the playground and set off the alarm on the bus's emergency door during her tour. We'll consider that a start.

Now, I must spend some much needed time clearing my mind of visions of my throwing myself in front of the school bus as it takes off with my baby; and, per Alena's instruction, put "ask the bus driver his name" on my mental to do list.