School is not new to him, but this is the first year he will be attending five days a week. I think the person who will feel it most is his sister...although he did tell me on the way home (from his short one hour first day) that he was really missing her. She's too little to get the warm fuzzies yet, but I felt them for her.
We end this post with a story demonstrating what an awesome mom I am. He dresses himself, gets his socks and shoes on, and I even take a couple pictures of his big-boy feet before we hit the road. We get home and while watching him walk up the stairs, I notice...they're backwards.
I let my son attend his first day at a new school with his shoes on the wrong feet. I take comfort in the fact that they were still backwards when I picked him up...hopefully that means no one noticed! ha!