The first day of school snuck up on me this year. I think it’s because we went on vacation right before school started.
Walking into school on that first day felt odd. We weren’t even positive where we were going because we’d been partying with with the Minions and Transformers on the night of open house.
We walked past the kindergarten classrooms and I felt a strong desire to return my Bear to last year’s kindergarten teacher who did the most amazing job with him. She knows him already and she loved him. I knew nothing about his new first grade teacher and the anxiety was setting in.
But at the same time, I was breathing a sigh of relief as we walked past those kindergarten classes, feeling that our decision to redshirt Cub for kindergarten was the right one.
We reached the first grade hallway and got Bear all settled in. I felt reluctant to leave him, but the last thing he needed was me making a fuss over him, so we headed to the third grade hallway.
Third grade is the year of real grades, not just on/above/below grade level marks. It’s the year the kids have to go through the state standardized testing and the scary threat of “if you don’t pass the state test, you don’t pass third grade.” It’s the year that marks the younger kids in the school from the big kids.
I know my Monkey is ready, though. So off he went.
On that first day, I still had my littlest guy with me, since KinderPrep didn’t start until the following week.
His first day was a little more hectic, having to get used to a new, earlier schedule. But it was the most bittersweet, knowing that this is the last year that he’ll only be in school half day. That next year, he’ll be in the elementary school with his brothers.
He hopped out of the van at drop off, being greeted enthusiastically by teachers who already knew and adored him from last year.
And suddenly, I had quiet.
No more lazy mornings or days at the pool. Not until next summer.
The first day was a little sad. And a lot awesome because: QUIET.
But I was still more than ready to pick them up at the end of the school day.
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