Somehow got on a school bus for his first day of kindergarten.
The toughest part about being a first time parent to twins is that every milestone is a first... AND a last. Today our other little baby Nate...
Also got on a school bus for his first day of kindergarten.
I didn't cry before their first day because I was too concerned with both of their nerves. I didn't cry while taking photos on our front porch, the one we hope to be in on their last day of high school.
I didn't even cry when they got on the bus because look at those happy faces in the front row (where the kids are so tiny, three kids fit in a seat).
Instead the tears came as I sat down to write this as I thought about how quickly the last five years have gone. I've been in this space, documenting our lives together partly as a way to stay present in the moment. Despite my efforts, time has been cruel and it has passed entirely too quickly. Suddenly we have two kindergarteners. The baby years are over, forever.
At the same time I am also excited. I am excited they will make new friends who they might have their entire lives. I am excited they will get to be by themselves for the first time. I am excited at their independence, how they just climbed on the bus without even looking back. I am excited as they start a new phase in their lives.
This parenting thing is hard. And wonderful. And joyful. And amazing.
Happy first day of kindergarten, my babies.