The first day of school
We have a tradition of having chocolate-chip pancakes on the first day of school, established at the start of Junior and Senior Kindergarten. (Truthfully, we find a lot of occasions special enough to warrant chocolate-chip pancakes. But there are toothbrushes and fruit smoothies and things like that to ensure our nourishment and good standing with the Children's Aid Society.)
Cameron was feeling pretty good.
After only the most minor of tensions over elusive Tupperware lids, we got out of the door at 8:30 with just enough time for the annual picture out front.
We made the walk with our neighbours -- Cameron's best buddy and his parents -- with plenty of assurances that our boys will see lots of each other, even though they aren't in the same class this year. Getting reacquainted with the playground equipment helped.
As did catching up with pals on the schoolyard.
After he knew his teacher had been apprised of his peanut allergy, he was feeling pretty confident.
And looked like this as his class marched into the school.
Now it's time for me to go pick him up and find out how things went.
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P.S. Even though he wasn't going back to anything other than story time at the library, Alister got a back-to-school shirt, too.