First time for everything.

Truly there is a first time for everything. First tooth, first step, first day of school and so on. My son is starting school this year. I vaguely remember my first day of school. My parents on the other hand love to tell the story. My mom and dad took the day off to take me to school and bring me home. Once we got to school I looked back at my parents and told them I was ok and would ride the bus home. Hearing that story for all these I did not notice what that must have felt like. Well now I do. I have taken my son to day care for most of his life. That has been our time. Now he wants to ride the bus to school. So now I know what my parents felt like when I looked back and told them I am ok and I would ride the bus home. First day of school for my son and first time for dad letting his little boy grow up.