I used to dread kindergarten pick-up.

My little guy would board the bus at 7:50 am. He looked adorable climbing up those big steps with his oversized backpack and book in hand. The book was as oversized as his backpack.

In kindergarten, he read big books: Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, The Hobbit. He didn't notice that people noticed. I noticed that they noticed, but I was just so thankful he was content at send-off.

Unfortunately, pick-up was another story. I'd get to the pick-up line at around 11:00. I'd spend the next fifteen minutes wondering how pick up would go.

Would the teacher hand me a white slip today?

Would she make a negative comment about his day?

Above all, would there be tears in those big brown eyes?

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