I seriously can hardly believe that Greg is old enough to be going to Preschool!
As I packed his lunch last night, I made sure to get him some of his favorite things to eat. I couldn't help but think of how tiny he used to be, and how fast this time has come. I teared up hoping he would meet new friends and that he would never, ever feel alone or left out. Then I giggled, and said a prayer hoping that he would sit for lunch and not wander around his classroom. I continued to get his school bag together, and laid everything out for our morning!
This little dude was excited for preschool when he woke up!
Such a stud!
He was a little confused as to why I was having him pose with this piece of paper.
Awkward smile..."When I grow up, I want to be a Rock n' Roll Star."
Silliness!
In the carpool line. We talked about being nice to our friends, listening to the teacher, following directions, sharing, telling Miss Rachel when we had to go potty...you know...the usual important things. I was trying to impart as much wisdom as I could in the last 5 minutes before he left me for 3 1/2 hours. As we got closer, I felt jitters in my stomach, hoping and praying he would have a wonderful day.
When one of the aids came to take him from the car, I was so excited for him. I was excited that he would be beginning his education. I was excited that he would make new friends. I was excited that he was such a big kid. A tiny part of me sank though. I teared up inside knowing that I was not experiencing this with him, holding his hands through it, reminding him to listen and to be nice to his new friends...but such is life.
As he walked away, I knew he was ready....
...he didn't even turn around for one last Mommy glance. That was it. Big boy.
And as I pulled away...I cried...
But then I found comfort in the fact that he knew I would come back. He didn't have to look back...just forward because I had given him all he needed to look forward. He knows he is a smart boy, handsome boy, and is loved beyond words. I had done my job as Mommy. Definitely not perfect, but I had given him all he needed to know he would be okay without me.
And this little nut...
....she is going to be just fine! :-) Mommy and Maria ran errands and played. She really did not know how to play without Greg. She walked in the playroom and just stared for a long while. She went over to the couch, and just sat there. It was quiet, and Greg was not directing her in his imaginative scene. She will learn to play and imagine on her own...some day...
First day report: he had a great day! He told me how he played and ate lunch from his lunchbox. He did have a pee accident. :-( I was a little surprised since he has not had one in so long! Oh well...he will learn to tell Miss Rachel and not Mommy!
