The Coy boys are back!

My two oldest are starting 2nd and 1st grade today. Can you believe that? 

 I have mixed feeling about today. I am glad I wasn't there because I tend to cry at these things. Like, a lot. (It's quite embarrassing for the husband) But, at the same time, I'm sad I wasn't there to see my kids in all their "Whut up OLA! Let's do this learning thang" glory. 

Is it weird that my kids totally act like they own the school? Well. They get if from their father. Stop shaking your head at me. They totally do!

Owen and Oliver

Dear Owen and Oliver,

It’s like your father and I took all the serious bits of ourselves and put them into one human being named Owen. And - because all the seriousness was taken- 15 months later, Oliver got all the fun. Together, you guys make a great team. You complement one another, terrifically. Interconnected and interdependent, one is Yin and the other, Yang. Realize the strengths each one of you possess and use them together for greatness. Hold the other one up, where he would otherwise fall. Help each other. Teach each other. Depend on each other. Love each other. Above all, love each other. Never ever stop.

Love,

Momma

Dear Owen,

I love that you enjoy mathematics. I can tell that it is your favorite subject in school. You bring home "Outstandings" and "Very goods" like you get paid to do math. You tell me stories about how other kids in class "just didn't get it", but you do. You always get it. You have no idea how happy that makes me. You have no idea that your mom used to be one of the kids that "just didn't get it" and how happy she is that you're not one of them.

Love,

Momma