Well, he’s all settled in to his new class and I feel like I left a little piece of my heart at the school up the street. *sigh*
He woke up around four in the morning and crawled into bed right between us. I couldn’t really sleep after that – just snuggling my sweet first born on the brink of a first grade adventure and wondering how many more nights like this I’ll have…where he won’t be too proud or to grown up to seek us out when he’s scared or lonely or just wants to be close. (Yes, I am awfully weepy this morning.)
As soon as the alarm went off he popped out of bed and threw on his clothes. He was thrilled to come downstairs to find Daddy turning out J-O-H-N flap jacks and a magic chocolate straw in his milk. And he was all laughs and smiles as we gave him a first day of school pep talk (you know… remember manners, listening and respect; you are smart and will do a great job; help out anyone in your new class who might be having a hard day; make good choices about who you are friendly with…etc.)
His first day lunch was exactly has he proscribed – sweet sliced turkey, tomatoes, carrots, cheese and blueberries. I added in the chocolate covered 1st Oreo and Smarties because it was looking a little TOO healthy :-)
