We are off to school. We all walked, or scootered as the case may be, to Austin's school.
Get it. Austin, Texas. Ha ha.
Right outside his class. He went right to it, like he has been going all year, but is still a little unsure.
He thinks having a locker is just about the coolest thing possible.
At our seat, excited to make new friends.
"what, I have parents?" He obviously moves on quickly.