Well, folks, it was a happy day around here on Tuesday. Why, you may ask?
(ok, seriously, this is where you're supposed to say, "Why was it such a happy day, Beth?")
I'll tell you why! Tuesday was my son's first day of school. Yes, that's right, he is officially a big kid now, attending kindergarten and going to school. Everything went well (except for that minor meltdown he had when I picked him up and he was crying because he didn't understand why he didn't get to ride the bus like his friends - so much for taking the day off work and making it a special day, right?) and he had a good first day.
(Isn't he quite the Little Man?)
THAT, obviously, is the makings of a very happy day. Especially if you know anything about the living hell we went through with day cares for the first five years of his life.
Now, on to reason number two! I've been waiting for this for almost as long as I've been waiting for Ty to start school.
Do you know what this is?
That's right...you are looking at my own....personal....fig tree.
Yes, MY fig tree. I've been waiting all summer for my guy at the greenhouse to find one for me and it is finally here. I picked the beauty up and brought it home while Ty was at school on Tuesday. And yes, I've already eaten figs off of it.
Straight. Off. The. Tree.
I can't wait until my little tree grows up....just like my little guy did.