{When the sun is in Tate's eyes, He usually does the whole "fingers holding his eyes open" kind of picture. Gotta love it}
Here's the Verdict:
Today was REALLY good! Bryan and I both drove Tate to school (just for his first day, tomorrow he will ride the bus). I purposely wore my sunglasses (even though it wasn't that sunny) to hide my eyes just in case I would break down crying (which I didn't BTW). On the way there I had the jitters. I was so nervous it wasn' t even funny. And then there was Tate in the backseat... totally happy! He had no nervousness in his whole body. When we got there, Bryan was ready to drop him off at the curb (OBVIOUSLY a man thing-no offense), but I INSISTED on waiting to make sure that he found his teacher okay. When the whistle blew, Tate confidently walked up to her and stood in line. I gave him a hug, choked back a tear (I was NOT going to allow myself to cry in front of everyone), and proceeded to walk away. But I just couldn't bring myself to leave so soon. So I rounded a corner, caught up with his class, and followed closely behind. Finally, when I watched him walk through his Kindergarten classroom, I ALMOST cried again (this time feeling more happy for him than sad for me).
Just like everyone said it would, the time passed more quickly than I expected. And before I knew it, it was time to pick Tate up. But when I got there, he insisted on riding the bus home... So I drove to the bus stop and waited for what seemed like forever (I imagine the first day takes longer than normal for the buses). When he finally arrived, his SMILE said it all. Tate LOVES Kindergarten already.
Here's the Verdict:
Today was REALLY good! Bryan and I both drove Tate to school (just for his first day, tomorrow he will ride the bus). I purposely wore my sunglasses (even though it wasn't that sunny) to hide my eyes just in case I would break down crying (which I didn't BTW). On the way there I had the jitters. I was so nervous it wasn' t even funny. And then there was Tate in the backseat... totally happy! He had no nervousness in his whole body. When we got there, Bryan was ready to drop him off at the curb (OBVIOUSLY a man thing-no offense), but I INSISTED on waiting to make sure that he found his teacher okay. When the whistle blew, Tate confidently walked up to her and stood in line. I gave him a hug, choked back a tear (I was NOT going to allow myself to cry in front of everyone), and proceeded to walk away. But I just couldn't bring myself to leave so soon. So I rounded a corner, caught up with his class, and followed closely behind. Finally, when I watched him walk through his Kindergarten classroom, I ALMOST cried again (this time feeling more happy for him than sad for me).
Just like everyone said it would, the time passed more quickly than I expected. And before I knew it, it was time to pick Tate up. But when I got there, he insisted on riding the bus home... So I drove to the bus stop and waited for what seemed like forever (I imagine the first day takes longer than normal for the buses). When he finally arrived, his SMILE said it all. Tate LOVES Kindergarten already.
What a big day! I LOVED reading about it! I had a hard time dropping Hallie off at her first day of preschool, so I can understand that kindergarten has to be a pretty big step for a mom!
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