I feel as though my first entry should be jaw dropping and mind numbingly amazing, but really...I got nothing lol.
Today was my sweetie's first day of 2nd grade and for a parent that is a HUGE mile stone. Of course today of all days it was pouring out and are moving truck is full of...yup, our closed toe shoes. Looking pretty cute and island chic our son arrives to school in his hip little outfit and havi-batman flip flops. What those other moms must have thought of me. In my defense it was still warm out...just a bit damp. I always tell my husband my son and I are the same person. Whose to say we aren't? I carried his little butt around in my belly for 9 whole months! At 7 years old you can adapt pretty fast, but it's still a scary thing. New country, new people, new school, new everything! I could tell from his face that he was nervous and scared. Who wouldn't be though!? I spotted a group of desks where 3 other little boys were sitting. 3 little boys who probably love Ironman and Superman as much as my little superhero does. I sat him down and told him we would be waiting for him when class was up. Mind you...class is only an hour the first day lol. I snuck away so he wouldn't see me cry, shoved my favorite Starbucks coffee in my face until 45 minutes went by. Walking back in to the school I see all the other moms chit chatting and I think to myself how I could bring some pretty nifty ideas to the  mommy PTA gang, but that will be a whole other blog entry in the future. I plant my butt right in front of his classroom door. In plain view of course because we all know that our kids won't stop looking until they see us. AND I was right. As soon as he saw me...up went his little arm in the air, waving at me and smiling the biggest smile he had. Gosh, how he melts my heart. 
I'll leave you all with this little entry and maybe I'll have more interesting things to write about tomorrow. Maybe a sword fight or how I came across 50 ninjas in an alley. Something of that sort. Signing off.