Off to 2nd Grade!

I still don't feel like the mother of a second grader, and yet, it's true.
Also, I don't like school in August, but what can it do about that either?

Just as confident as last year, Indiana dressed himself, dirty shirt and shorts, nails un-clipped (because he dislikes it so much), and no hair cut (a reward for a great dentist appointment--that made the dentist and hygienist laugh so hard).