
She got on the bus and immediately was yacking with the girl in the front seat.
After she was gone, Rob and I walked back to the house. Rob said in a cute little almost-fake voice, "Our little girl is growing up." I stopped and said, "Do we need to have a crying moment?" He said, "I'm actually already crying a little." I hugged my cute sensitive man and smiled. He said, "I feel kind of silly, crying." I told him, "Look, just because I don't cry, doesn't mean it's silly to cry." :)
Two things occurred to me in that moment (other than the obvious: Rob is more sentimental than I am). #1: Rob wasn't there when we saw Miciah off to the bus for Kindergarten. So this was his first First Day of School experience. #2: Rob didn't live through the Hellish last week the same way I did. For me, the first day of school was a triumphant ending to a near-torturous week. For him, though, he was just watching his little girl grow up.
So, here's to sensitive men. Here's to the First Day of School. Here's to growing up!

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