My baby is off to school. I'm not sure I can write this without crying, and I know there are no words that can adequately describe what I'm feeling, but I'm going to give it a quick shot. I truly can not believe my sweet, darling, wonderful oldest son is starting school! Today was his first day and trust me, I cried. I know he'll love it and do just fine, it's just so hard to let go of him. He's my boy. My baby. My love. And to hand him off to the world to begin to encourage him to stand on his own two feet is hard. He is at a wonderful school and has Oliver in his class, which is a ton of fun for him. But it's still hard to see him leave the shelter of our home every day to face the world. I am positive he'll be great and I fully know this is an essential part of life and growing up, it just came way sooner than I would like. And although I'm going to miss him like crazy, I am also extremely excited to see him grow and learn and become the individual God has created him to be. I know God has huge plans for this boy as he grows, and am excited too watch and encourage him through that! Since I was right and that really didn't even begin to describe what's truly in my hear right now, I'll just get right to the pictures.
First, we had a much anticipated going to school dinner last night at which Owen got to choose the menu: ravioli, salad, and garlic bread. The placemats are supposed to resemble notebook paper, however I can't take credit for them. I stole the idea from my sister. Thank, Al!

And here is the boy on his big day:


Owen, my boy, we are so incredibly proud of you and are excited for what's to come!