School.

School. Oh, school. 

Welp, Toby started school and I'm pretty much certifiable. It was so much harder than I had anticipated.

Earlier in the week we went to orientation where he met his teachers (again) met his peers, and found his cubby and mailbox. Before we left he sat down, sighed, looked around and said, "Mama. Dada. I belong here." It was reassuring to hear him say that-- yet every fiber in my body wanted to scoop him up, tuck him under my arm and run screaming from the building.

We sent him off and it felt so right and so wrong at the same time. To get really technical, it was probably one of the top three hardest days of my life, so far. Aaron and I felt so vulnerable watching him walk into the school. 

I haven't thoroughly processed this yet so, I'll just leave you with pictures. (Click to enlarge)

*The pictures below were taken after school. As you can see, he was happy*

I'm sure I'll have much more to say on this topic... when I'm sane.