So basically.....I DREAD the first day of school. Kindergarten because my little guy was growing up and starting a big, new school. First grade because he was going to be away from me all day. You'd think by second grade I'd be fine. I wasn't. Two words - BASKET CASE. What is my problem? Is this normal? Or am I some sort of crazy mom who doesn't know how to let her children go? The Saturday and Sunday before school started, I couldn't think or talk about it because I would start to cry. Then Bryan leaves town for work on Sunday and leaves me to deal with Monday all by myself.
Maybe I get like this because it seems like time goes by so quickly. I mean, it doesn't always feel like that - not when I'm telling Kevin to simply take his shoes off for the 39th time because there is dirt all over my once clean floor. Or when I'm trying to find the one single lego piece that Trey has to take to bed with him. But really - wasn't Kevin just learning how to walk? It seems like yesterday that Trey was a fiesty little baby that wouldn't stay swaddled. Now they're 7 and 4. I would pay a lot of money to just keep them at these sweet, innocent ages. But they're growing up way too fast. Maybe that's what gets me.
Or maybe it's because I never feel like a good enough mom. Am I teaching them enough? Do I read to them enough? Are they getting the life experiences they should be? Do they laugh enough? Are they gaining a testimony? Do they have enough self-confidence? Maybe I didn't do enough with them during the summer. And now the summer is gone and they start school. And they are under the influence of others for most of the day. Did I do enough?
I know, right? BASKET CASE! And then I drop him off. I shed a few tears and then meet some friends for breakfast. I play with Trey, and then I am a normal person again. And things are just fine.
Anyways, Kevin loves school and very easily makes friends. There is really nothing to worry about. I asked him if he had butterflies in his stomach on our way to school. He didn't understand. I said "butterflies" is when your stomach feels funny when you are nervous about something. "Mom, I don't get nervous" was his answer. Not my child. We said hi to his teacher and then Kevin was all about finding his friends on the playground.
Not wanting to get out of bed so early.
Awww, if only every morning could be like this.
Notice the shark shirt. It's only a matter of hours before his teacher will learn about at least 3 different species. And that's only the beginning.
His teacher, Mrs. Hansen. She also taught both of my brothers when they went to Viewmont.
Kevin asking if he can please just go play with his friends and stop posing for pictures.
When he came home, I asked him how his day was. His response - "It was Terrific. Awesome. And really, really great." After telling me about his day, he said "I am so lucky. I get to go back the next day and the next day and the next day - for nine whole months!" Again, not my child. I'm so glad he likes school so much. Now, I just need to make it through Trey starting preschool in a few weeks.
