Yesterday my baby became a student, and I didn't cry. Shocking I know. We got ready in our new clothes with our new backpack that included his change of clothes and a healthful snack (juice box, box of raisins & graham crackers). We had time so we went to the town hall for some momma business, and then to school to wait. We were the first to arrive for the afternoon session. The boy did well sitting with me, talking to the nurse, getting up and down for water, and just generally looked very comfortable there. The other students started to arrive and I noticed a difference. Those children staid next to their parents and were quiet, except for the couple who were crying. Mine was still doing all the moving around and when the teacher arrived was the second child to show her his new backpack and proceeded to open it to show her what he had. When the teacher asked them to get in line for class, I gave the boy a bit of a verbal push. He was first to line up next to her. When the students were all in line, she took the boy's hand and they led the class to the room. He didn't look back. He didn't wave or say good-bye. My little Mr. Independent. Now if only the little booger would tell me what he did during school.