Today was the day. He was so excited but nervous at the same time. He wanted to make new friends to play with and to paint. He met the teacher yesterday and saw where he would hang his coat and go to the bathroom. Last night he slept well, but was up early this morning asking if it was time to go yet. Then the time came; we got our shoes and jackets on and drove to the designated place. We got out, he was a bit timid but anxious holding my hand as we walked to the door. I knelt to give him a hug and to reassure him that I would be back to pick him up, and then he grinned big and said "Bye, Mom!". I was totally unprepared and surprised as the tears welled up in my eyes as I turned to go. I was not going to let him see me cry, but I bravely turned for one last good-bye wave and then he went inside. The tears started to roll down my cheeks as I got in the car and continued all the way home. Preschool is a big deal...something I didn't understand (even though I taught preschool and kindergarten) until today. A big deal because suddenly I can't control everything that comes into his life, I can't be there to make sure he's happy and feeling loved, and I can't be there to influence good choices. It's a very different picture coming from the side of a parent. He's my precious baby who is quickly growing up. While Trevor was gone, Cambria asked me four different times "Can I go to school, please?". I think she really missed him, just like I did. He had a great time and even though I surprised myself with tears, I realized that this is something he's ready for and something that will help him grow. Way to go, Trevor!
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Awh, I was also very sad when I left C. when I left S -- visions of all I could get done danced in my head. It's so much easier knowing the teachers, etc.
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