For me, this is the beginning of being apart. We do almost everything together, so I've been riding on a wave of excitement for him, to being boom-tossed by the wave and feeling a little sad that my first-born is off the starters so soon - but with so much excitement. It'd be terrible for me to try and hold him back just for my own sake. He is thrilled with this next big step.
Tiny even missed The Doctor today. Chanting his name as we drove away. His name comes out as 'Nang Nang', or 'Nah Nah'. She continued for the entire time.
The Doctor returned home pooped. So pooped he had to have a sleep today. A rare, rare occurrence 'round these parts.
I know we'll hit our stride, and it will all become part of our family's week, but for now, it's new and a little secret tear is shed now and then. But don't tell the Doctor.