This morning, Owen thought he was styling with gel in his hair to make a sharp mohawk. He was excited to meet his new second grade teacher this afternoon.
By 1pm, his mohawk had fallen quite a bit. Part due to fine hair and part to our wonderful humidity. The ride from Discovery Point to Little River was filled with questions from Owen, mostly wondering if we thought his teacher would be nice.
Once we walked up, we found that Owen would be in Mrs. Keenum's classroom. Haileigh and Luis were both in Owen's Kindergarten classroom. Charlie was in his first grade classroom.
Owen was very quiet once we got to his classroom and was too shy to wander around and check out the other sections of the room.
As we drove away, Owen asked us if we thought Mrs. Keenum was nice and we did. Owen agreed. This little conversation was repeated over and over throughout the rest of the day.
Momma? Did you think Mrs. Keenum was nice? Yeah, I did, too.
He was so sweet.
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