Friday, September 9, 2011

First Day-Preschool Edition

Seems like yesterday
I'm not sure when it happened, when my baby boy started growing up, but here we are.  
Pre-school
It seems like it was just yesterday that we were at Mag's Pre-K graduation and then off to the hospital to HAVE Fionn.  Now it's his turn.  
Sometime around 3am last night I woke Greg up, I couldn't sleep.  Fionn was (as usual) planted firmly across our bed and he flung an arm over me and I just lost it.  I'm sure his little arm was soaked with my tears but I couldn't help it.  Poor Greg just patted my head and allowed me my middle of the night sob fest. 
I was questioning EVERYTHING.  I have been here with him, since day 1.  
With Maggie it was a big deal, but we were both prepared.  She had been in daycare for the first 2 and 1/2 years of her life so she CRAVED the school environment.  
Fionn though, has not had that interaction, has not been with anyone else (save family) and I was just scared. 
"Is he ready, what if I'm wrong?  What if he has an accident and doesn't make it to the poddy?  What if he cries, do I have the strength to make him stay?"  All questions that came pouring out in the middle of the night. 


As it turns out, the only time he cried this morning was as Maggie was leaving for school "I'm gonna MISS YOU Maaa-geeee" he cried.  Once we re-assured him that he'd be home before she would he was better, but it only made me more nervous.  I even got breakfast snuggles, which NEVER happens.  I usually only get snuggles when he's REALLY tired.

So off we went, only five minutes behind schedule.
and I'm blaming the fact that his mind was blown because the "trucks" weren't out back.  They've been re-doing the alley behind our house all summer and are almost done.  They didn't come today at all though, so it leaves us wondering if we'll be using our driveway at all anytime soon.  Okay,back to pre-school.


I convinced him to ride, so he wouldn't be tired, and he got out at the front of the school to run in himself.  We couldn't be late, not to the first day!  We only live a 10-15 minute walk from the school so it's easier just to walk down the hill than trying to find parking.  And they LOVE to go out and walk anyway, so it works!

Not a tear was shed, off he went...
Ready to start his adventure.  I was surprised, it was mostly the boys that cried, but not my boy.  
 
Someone else though, was not to sure about this...not sure one little bit...
She was keeping a close eye on him and not letting him out of her sight as we listened to the teacher go over everything with us to prepare us for the year.
 
Even when SHE got the first kiss good-bye, she was still not sure...
(can I just say that the cute in this picture just KILLS me)
BUT it was time to go...
So one quick trip to the restroom with brother, and off Cate and I went...
even if she wasn't so happy about it.

we'll be back tomorrow with part 2 of this story!  
( I pinky swear promise)