First day of Kindergarten and Pre-school

Incase you thought I forgot about blogging, I have not.  Having three kiddos keeps me busier than I ever thought it would.  And, let's be honest, there are not many people reading my blog :)

Anyways.  I have two children in school.  Bleh. I mean, I'm glad for them.  They get to learn and be with other kids and learn.  But I want them nearer to me. Forever.  Really, though -- I'm letting go and loosening these tiny strings that have slowly tightened around my heart for the last five and a half year.  I'm fine, I promise.  As a side note: Being a mom is the pits sometimes. {end pity party}

Last year, Benjamin was anxious and didn't really want to go to school.  This year, he was bouncing up and down and couldn't have been more excited.  He LOVES kindergarten! He is loving his teacher, having new school supplies and having PE twice a week.  It has to help that he goes to a small school and knows so many people this year. For a minute, I thought my quiet introvert was actually an extrovert! Going all day hasn't bothered him a bit, yet.  It is only the second day. AND he has already been writing and sounding things out and reading a little.  I tried to get him to do all these things over the summer. Fail. I suppose this is another reason why we aren't homeschooling.

Andrew started preschool today.  He was so excited to be at school with Benjamin that he was in his uniform by 6:28am.  But come 7:52am, he was singing a new song called: tantrum.  When he realized that he was definitely NOT going to class with Benjamin, he threw himself on the ground.  I convinced him to get up.  And right in front of his classroom door, he threw himself down there too.  I handed Elise to a  friend and put him inside the class {forever to be scarred, I'm sure}.  He did not enjoy me taking a picture of him with his teacher.  She's so great.  I think he'll be glad I did that in a few months.

When I picked him up {this afternoon} he had just got up from his nap.  He was grumpy and frowny and not happy to chit chat at all.  I asked if he liked school and he scowled at me and said, "NO!".  So the happiest kid ever turned into a monster.  Not awesome.  I took him home, fed him goldfish crackers, covered him with a blankie while he sat in a chair -- and twenty  minutes later my sweet Andrew was normal again.

Good news: He did like school and thinks it's okay that he will go two days a week.  His favorite part of the day was sleeping on his mat.  Of all the things.  That's what he chose. To each his own.

And then it was just me and Elise. Having just ONE child is awesome. I could do whatever I wanted.  Kind of, she did need to nurse and nap and what not. But we did things! And it was so very quiet and a little to calm around here. Truly, I missed those crazy boys and was so excited to pick them up.

Here's to moving on and ushering in new seasons...even if it means shedding a few tears over what was left behind.  I'm going to be a mess every year for the next 21 years.  Sorry in advance.