3rd of 12.

Yeah, this one was excited at all to get out the door today.  We'll see how that holds up next week (or even tomorrow).

So I know there's a post missing in here about Family Camp, I should've gotten that up before school started, but it's been quite a summer.

With that said, Harry begins 3rd grade today.  We met his teacher last week at Open House, and well, she seems to be very enthusiastic & engaging.  How refreshing!  Wonderful to see all of the familiar names on the other desks around the classroom... from Soccer, from Lacrosse, from Karate, from the neighborhood.  It's all good.

Max went a little nuts this morning while we all waited at the bus stop with Harry.  Bailey looked excited too, as much as she can these days.

3rd grade was a milestone for me as a kid, as it coincided with a move to the country for our family.  We left our suburban cul-de-sac neighborhood in West Chester, for the cornfields and rolling hills of Embreeville.  These are the people I still know in my head.  The people from that point in my life, on.  I'd like to think these are the times Harry will remember forever.  He's such a great kid, and for good or bad, there's so much of me I keep seeing in him.  I want to help him along, steer him there over here, but then again, maybe I had better not.