Today was E's first day of school. I feel a little bit emotional. It's weird to have him gone after having him around so much during the summer. Z doesn't start until next week. But I'm bringing her to school at 10 for 20 minutes, to meet her teachers. It's a thing they do. One of them was a "floater" in her class last year, so she knows her already. The other one used to be E's teacher when he was four, and I liked her a lot. So I feel good about her teachers. I haven't met E's new teacher yet.