School Dreams

In the darkness of his barely lit room, Ezra said, "Since I been goin to school I don't have bad dreams...just school dreams. When I close my eyes I see inside the bus. When I close my eyes I see Brandon."

A world unknown awaits my boy. He has tasted it and likes it.

And for him everything is new.

Everything is new.

First Day

Ezra started preschool today.

I couldn't help peeking out the 2nd story hallway window to watch the exit and entrance. It was strange to see his little body getting on and off the bus. He looked so proud and so small.



At the dinner table he told of his best and worst parts of the day. His eyes glowed in a new way. He seems to have grown up time and a half in one day.

I am sad and happy.

Hallelujah

Ezra, Ella Rae, and I sat quietly at the table eating lunch.

"Do you know Hallelujah?" said Ella, looking at me.

Ezra and I looked at each other a bit stumped.

My mind raced through what she might mean...surely she couldn't be thinking of the Jeff Buckley remake. She's THREE...

I started to sing.

Well I've heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
but you don't really care for music do ya?

And it goes like this, the 4th, the 5th
the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah
hallelujah, hallelujah

Ella's eyes were smiling. "That's it!"

We cleared the table and washed our hands. As Ella walked away to find some new adventure, she hummed a little chorus under her breath...and I hummed along.

Hallelujah...

Whew

Ethan: "I LOVE school!"

Dad: "Whew...on so many levels..."