We delay opening the shop so we can both drop him off. He's bouncing with excitement, so proud to finally be going to school with his older cousins.
I drive as they entertain themselves, and Cam's lisp as he sings, "The wheels on the bus go wound and wound," puts a smile on my face that grows when we pull to a stop and he hugs me – half-strangling me – from the backseat.
"I love you, Daddy."
First day of school I remember it both fondly and with a hint of sadness.
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