He hounded me every morning for three weeks, concerned he was missing out.
"Mom, I'm sad because I think all those other kids are already at my school, and I am missing it!"
I assured him no one was there yet.
"Mom, how many more days?"
Me, "One week from today."
Bright and early the next morning, "Mom, it been one week?"
It was a long last week waiting.
I saw some friends as I walked him in to school. I stopped for just a moment to say hi, and he ran ahead of me into the classroom. By the time I caught up, he was already crouched on the floor with a toy.
I think it is safe to say he is going to be okay with me leaving him again this year.
I will say it again, I count it as a great blessing in my life that my kids love school. It would make me feel terrible to send them if they didn't. There is really no choice in the matter, so they may as well love it!
It doesn't hurt that school also defuses some of the excess energy! Thank goodness for teachers! I wouldn't make a good one, so I am grateful for those who are good at it!
I love this smarty pants of mine! He is a good boy.
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Gracie started preschool this year and LOVES it! She gets so excited when it is school day, mostly because I think she is totally bored at home with me! :)
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