Today is the start of something different.  I’ve never had a child in school full time before.  It seems like an awfully long time to be away from home.  Brayden thrives on social activities.  On moving activities along and friends and when someone gives him projects to do.  The part that scares me most is that I feel like I’m losing a large chunk of control, and of knowing exactly what’s going on and how he’s behaving.  I can only pray and hope that the obedient, kind hearted and sweet boy that we’ve been trying to raise trumps anything that tries to influence him otherwise.  It scares me to death.  And what’s even worse is the bus ride. . . the thirty minutes that he will spend with no parental control, with kids much older than him, who know much more of the world than I will ever want him to know.  So, after talking it through with a friend who lives close by, we’ve decided to arrange a car pool to get our little first graders to school, instead of having them take the bus.  We’ll start soon.  And that will calm my heart a bit.  

And this little guy?  He’s six weeks now.  Smiling, and sometimes sleeping over six hours at night.  He’s still the worst napper though.  And as for his hair?  It’s all falling out on top.  Like a balding old man!