Bryson was so ready for school to start! As everyone knows (because I over-share on FB and here,) Bryson threw a MAJOR fit when Matthew went to school without him on Tuesday. He wanted to be with his brother, he wanted to “play with school toys,” and he begged me, “do not take me!” It was EPIC!
Today, it was his turn! I had no concerns, I was so excited for him! I took him to the mall to pick out a different shirt yesterday (the one he picked out last week was long-sleeved and it’s the most beautiful week here!) and he picked out his shorts to go with it last night. I loaded up his little backpack for him and put him to bed, promising “you’re going to have so much fun at school tomorrow!” When he woke up at 6:30, he wanted to go for a run with me and that was really nice – the one thing that I’ve done with him, and not his brother, for over a year now. It was special!
Everyone got dressed, and we headed outside for the obligatory pictures on the front stoop.
Matthew had to be at school at 10:00 (late start) and Bryson at 10:30 (will start at 9:00 next week), so we quickly headed for “first day donuts” (again) and then to drop Matthew off. Bryson did not understand why he was not getting out with his big brother, but the offer of “coffee” (a steamer) from St.arbu.cks calmed him down. Ha! He had his steamer in the back seat as we headed back to school, and he was READY to get out! We snapped a few pictures outside the school before heading in!
He knew just where to go and showed us the way, leaving us in the DUST! He hung up his backpack, hugged Daddy (then me, super quickly), let me take a selfie, and he was off. Just like that! He was so busy in his classroom that all of the pictures were blurry.
I picked him up just an hour later (they’re easing them into 2.5 hours a day) and he did great – Mrs. Young said, “he was so polite, he talks to everyone, and he shares so well!”
I did not cry once during the morning, until I was looking back through the pictures while waiting in the parking lot to go in and get him. Even then, it was just a few tears… but it has hit me that my baby is no longer a baby, and there will be no more. This was my very last “first day of preschool.”
But it’s going to be GREAT!