It was a pretty big day all right. No trouble getting this little grade one boy up and ready for his great foray into book learnin' with the big boys.
His big brother was now a senior at the elementary school - looking down benevolently from his lofty position as sixth grader. He'd not forgotten his own humble beginnings though, and agreed amicably to the responsibility of walking his little brother up to the appropriate school doors while I stayed at home raising other people's toddlers.
So, outfitted in brand-new "skinny jeans" picked out by his older, more fashion conscious sister; Sam set off with his backpack loaded up with snacks, a ham sandwich, and a yummy juice box to look forward to on his first "all day" at school.
I suppose it would be wrong to speculate that the t-shirt that he chose had a bad omen.
I suppose that if he'd worn a spider man t-shirt, he wouldn't have found himself swinging from Wiens Furniture to Gan's Kitchen and beyond- all the way to that hallowed house of learning. So what was to alert us to the possible dangers of wearing a shirt depicting an innocent bicycle?
How were we to know that a certain young cyclist's bicycle seemed to hone in on that shirt like a checkered flag at a grand prix, slamming straight into my little man and sending him flying?
His big brother walked him straight back home to me- and boy, he had a shiner! A great big bulgy goose egg, right below that pretty blue eye.
And from what I see; that blue is about to get closed in by a whole lotta black.
But thanks to the kindness of a big brother; that wound won't go too deep.
And because I'm not really superstitious, I'll go ahead and let him wear those monster truck and quad-depicting t-shirts.
Right after I push him up to school wrapped in a blankey, belted into his old stroller........