Our youngest child has started school. It surely was just a moment ago that we found out she was on her way. Time does have a way of slipping away. Bronwyn seems to me so young, so tiny and still a baby. Who would help her with her lunch bag, who would explain everything to her, who would protect her?
These questions and the fears that lie within them were quelled when Ian told me what happened during the morning drop off. Our school has a fenced in area for the kindergarten children. It is affectionately known as the kindergarten cage. Ian dropped her off - no tears for either one - and asked Tavish to stay with her until the bell. Tavish did without any resistance. Bronwyn on one side of the fence, inside the cage with her new teacher and new friends and Tavish on the outside. Bronwyn carefully reached for Tav, putting two fingers through the fence toward her brother, who very slowly reached his own two fingers to grasp hers. They said nothing, just waited for the bell.
I know they will be okay.
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