I stole moments away to go through his backpack, talk about what he wanted for breakfast the next day and packed in his lunchbox, and read a book, My First Day of Kindergarten...and it was off to bed for our sweet little boy like any other night, except this to me, was a big ending of the years we have been so blessed to have Brayden at home just being a baby/toddler/young boy/. Very bittersweet in the most emotional way and thankful Mike wasn't working that night so I could cuddle up with him and watch a movie to kind of put it on the backburner. I'll dwell on it a bit too much and I'm thankful that our busy lifestyle allows just enough thinking for me to enjoy the moments and treasure the memories but not become a total emotional basket case!
The first morning was a whirlwind of excitement, activity, and a Mommy that didn't quite have it all together on her first day getting her kid ready for school and herself ready for work at the same time (Yes all you Mommas out there, whether stay at home, multiple kids, working or not, you ROCK!) but we did manage to take my much desired pictures, give kisses to Paytin and Daddy, and make it to school just before the final bell rang. I threw his backpack and lunchbox on his little #3 Brayden hook, and threw his adorable wood circle nametag around his neck in time for him to get in line for his very first assembly. Not sure if it was the relief that we made it in time and the lack of being able to get emotional during the chaotic getting ready part of the morning, or the watching him walk away down a hallway in an adorable line of nervously excited little 5 year olds, but the tears started flowly readily and before I knew it I was choking back sobs. So grateful for the other understanding parents, and in particular, my boss and friend for knowing just how I felt. I watched the assembly, signed up for some PTA events, and off to work I went with a celebratory "First Day of School" breakfast with my boss and her husband, and a special treat of driving by the school (literally around the corner from my work) on our way back to the office to see my sweet boy happily playing with 4-5 other boys on the dome in the playground. I melted and my heart was so full and so grateful for that small glimpse into his first day, so proud to see him playing with kids he just met like it was no big deal, for making friends and being outgoing, just overwhelmed. No tears, because it was back to work time, but blessed in the best way!
Just 4 hours later I picked up a sweaty, smiling, jumping up and down boy from his line, and the first things he said were "I made two friends today and ate almost all my lunch!" And then chatted with me on the way home about his first day of singing songs, having a book read to them, playing outside, and making a puzzle. I'll post a picture another time of the adorable handprint puzzle the kids each made with a sweet poem talking about working on the puzzle together with their mom and dad so they could tell us about their first day at the same time, I LOVED it! He came home wanting to draw, color, and cut and couldnt stop talking about school. It was at that moment that I realized how grateful I was for our decision to not to do preschool for Brayden in particular. Instead of apprehension or anxiety, Bray was totally ready and excited for school because it was the right time for him. He got to spend the time with Paytin that I so desired, but now is big enough and old enough to need his own time to learn and be taught away from us. It might not be that way with Paytin, she may go to Preschool, who knows? But for Brayden who is very outgoing but can take a bit to warm up to things and is sensitive, this couldnt have worked out better.
He asked last night if they had Kindergarten at night time, or if we could stop by his teacher's house to say hi to her :). SO sweet!
Welcome to Kindergartern sweet boy, I hope your year is as wonderful as you are!
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