My Kindergarten Boy

It's here! My boy started Kindergarten last week. We told Hayden we were going to have a little celebration the night before. He decided it was to celebrate... Him! He got to pick out his favorite meal for dinner. Then we made a yummy dessert. Then he got a father's blessing from Jerry. It was a very special night.

Sunday night before bed Hayden had an idea that we needed to make a list of everything he needed to do in the morning before school. (Any idea which parent he gets that from??) So I helped him make a list, and we set out his clothes that he would wear in the morning. No question for him. It was the Lego Indiana Jones t-shirt with all the characters. (He had to specify because he got 2 Lego Indiana Jones shirts.) I admit, I wanted him to wear a cute polo shirt, but he was set on a character shirt, and it's his first day, not mine right?

The next morning was about the longest morning of my life. He has PM kindergarten, but he was in my room, dressed and ready at 6:00 am. He was so excited. I told him that we couldn't go till after Sydney had her nap, and after lunch. 30 minutes after Sydney woke up he was asking when we could put her down for a nap. He and Rebecca fought all morning, Sydney only had a 45 minute nap instead of her usual 2 hour nap. Which was that much harder for Hayden because when she woke up he thought we'd be leaving soon.

Finally it was time to go. Jerry was able to come take Hayden to school with us, and to see him off. He was just adorable.



We got there about 10 minutes early so that he could have some time to play before school.
Then the whistle blew and it was time to line up.


He was so brave. He didn't act scared at all. He was just anxious to go to school. As soon as he went into the classroom Rebecca just started bawling. She was so sad to say goodbye to Hayden. He's been her constant playmate, and now he won't be around to play with her all the time. I had been fine until she cried, and yes, I did tear up a little bit.

When I picked him up I was happy to hear that he had a great first day. Well, truthfully I could barely get anything out of him when I first picked him up. But after we got home and he got a snack, then he started talking all about his day. He's grown up so much. As Jerry says, "We said good bye to our little boy when we took him to school!"

I am so excited for him, but I do have all my motherly concerns as well. Is he making friends? Are there other friends that help him look for anthills during recess, or is he the only one walking all by his lonesome looking in the dirt? Is he going to learn everything he needs to know? Is he going to make good choices when I'm not there to help him? He's a good boy! I'm so proud of him, and I'm excited to see how he learns and grows, but yes, I do miss him a little. He had a little breakdown on Friday after school. I think it had been a long week, learning wears you out, and he didn't know anyone in his class, and it's just a change. He sat on my lap and cried for a bit. Maybe it's horrible of me, but I cherished that moment. I was glad to know my boy, even though he's growing so fast, he still needs his mom to cry with every once in a while.