The night had come. We had only hours before we would be taking our first born, my sidekick for 4 straight years, our Bossy to school to start his first day as a kindergartener.
If I could describe it as one word it would be: somber. I was numb and just going through the motions as I packed his lunch, got his clothes ready and backpack ready.
But before that, we decided that, as a family, we would be sure to make that night super special by reading together + praying together. Usually, we split up putting the boys to bed so we end up reading and praying to one or the other.
We love you Bos-man!