This year Addison is in first grade and my girl was so ready to start. She was ready for the challenge. She was ready for more activity and more things to do during the day. She was ready to see her friends again. So she couldn't wait for the first day of school.
I think she was a little nervous because she wasn't completely sure what to expect and she can get shy with new people and with a new teacher it's a little scary. But she was more excited than anything. When I picked her up from her first day (which was only a half day) she was even more excited. She really liked her teacher and was excited about going back to all her specials and spending her days with her friends again.
And of course she had an awesome first full day. She had library and was excited to continue reading Junie B. that she was reading through last year. She ate all her lunch. They played word games. She's good.
Connor was a little harder for me in terms of drop off. He was accepted as a peer into the Pre-K program at Addie's school. We did the Pre-K with Addison and we loved it so we really wanted to get her into the program as well. He is such a social kid and he would love it, plus this is a great way to get him introduced into school before we all the sudden do all day kindergarten in a couple years.
But he was excited. Seeing the classroom on sneak-a-peek night helped I think. I talked with him about how he had to listen to his teachers and share with his friends and all those moms things you tell your kids a hundred times. He marched into the classroom like a pro, although he had a pretty good grip on my hand at first. Then he relaxed a little and I'm not even sure he noticed that I left. He had no tears. I had no tears, which truthfully surprised me because I struggled with him going to school.
The house was definitely quiet and I felt like I was counting down the hours until I went to pick him up. I missed him on his first day (I'll adjust) but also I wanted to know how his day went. I wanted to know that he did okay and this was going to work out. You would think he was my first kid going to school with the way I felt, but I'll probably feel the same about Emma. Although he is definitely my pistol and I do worry about him quite a bit.
I picked him up with the biggest smile on his face. He had a good day other than spilling his chocolate milk. They read a book. They played on the playground. He played cars and built with blocks. But he didn't learn his ABCs (his words). Although I will definitely worry about him some, I think he's going to enjoy it and he'll get the hang of school too.
Meanwhile Miss Emma is my one and only all morning long (Connor is just half day) and it's just so weird. But she gets a little one-on-one time too, plus I get some stuff done when she goes down for a morning nap. I think as hard as it is to send Connor to school, everyone was ready for school and it's going to be a good school year.
Have a great weekend!
Happy Friday!
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