This morning

was rainy and dreary.  But my son, with gusto in his heart and determination in his stride, walked up those school bus steps.  I promptly started to cry as the bus pulled away, but really I cannot be happier inside.   He has taken to this world with excitement and confidence in who he is.  He heads out with curiosity and a delight in the prospect of learning to read (as then he can "take books everywhere" he tells me, while I nod in complete understanding at that wonder upon wonders).  He knows to say thank you and please and he knows to help those who might be a little sad today.  I am so proud to be his mother.