Today was Liam's first day of kindergarten.

It was a rough start. He's riding the bus to school for the first time. When the bus pulled up, he tried to run back inside the house. He was crying by the time he got to the top step of the bus. I started to cry as the bus pulled away. I followed the bus to school and watched him get off the bus. I could see him, but he couldn't see me. He seemed to be fine. As far as I could tell, he wasn't crying, and he was voluntarily walking into school with his classroom aide. I'm sure by the end of this week, he'll be eager to get on the bus.

I just don't know how it's possible that he's in kindergarten. He's still my baby boy.