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This morning I sent Evan off to his first day of first grade. He's been a little nervous about it the past few days, and I think he was feeling confused. He expressed sadness over the summer ending, but is excited to see his friends again, and I think it was hard for him to be conflicted like that. But this morning he was all smiles, ready to go after a hearty plate of eggs and a fit of grooming. He jumped on the van just like last year (same van, same driver, same kids) and was off. I hope he has a good day, and I'm anxious to hear all about it when he gets home.
So far, Grady seems to be enjoying the quiet and extra attention this morning. I have a feeling by the end of the day he'll be glad to see Ev return though. It's going to be different with just the two of us here again.