To say that Caleb was excited about school would be somewhat misleading, truth is he was estactic, but not about school as much as riding the bus. He woke up, put his clothes on and came into our bedroom at 6 AM stating he was ready and asking if we could take him to the bus stop. The bus doesn't come until 9. I worked the previous night, so I was pretty tired. I knew it was going to be an exciting time, but I wasn't really prepared for what happened. The bus came, Caleb gave Monica and me a hug and then ran to the bus, never looking back. He didn't even sit on our side of the bus to wave good-bye! Then I lost it, I dropped my man-hood and cried. He's all grown up. Monica was laughing at me. And I quickly snapped out of it. Hopefully I'll get over this sappy stuff now and get on with my life. I need to build something, chop up something, or maybe even kill an animal and drag it home....anything to regain my swagger.
