I am not sure who is more emotional about my baby girl starting Pre-K and my son starting 2nd grade, them or me. No I lie, I know who it is, it’s totally me. Ummm, wait I take that back. That only applies to my son. He has no qualms about walking into school with his head held high and ready to tackle the world that is a new school. I am beyond proud of him for this.
My husband waited in the car with the two little’s while I walked in with my oldest. He had mentioned a few times last night that he was worried that he wouldn’t remember where his classroom so I reminded him where it is and the room number but I couldn’t just let my little man walk in alone on his first day of school. That just not how I roll. So in we went, hand in hand. He was very quiet so I think he was a tad nervous but once we got to his room we said our goodbye’s and off he went to an empty seat. My sweet boy chose a table right up front.
Now my daughter, that’s another story. She may be cute, shy, quiet and totally princess like but she is also quite dramatic and has some anxiety to her. So I prepared myself for the tears, the no mommy I don’t want to stay, the please don’t go and the screaming. But what I was faced with was the complete opposite. I am still in shock over what an easy transition this was for her. She immediately sat in her chair and started coloring and smiling and did shed a single tear when I said goodbye. She was so calm and I was so proud. Of course I didn’t actually leave until five minutes after I said goodbye. I kept peeking into the window and checking on her but she was fine. She was just sitting at her table coloring, totally in her element. I couldn’t be more proud of my baby girl.
At seven last night she crashed, I guess the day wore her out.
All in all it was a GREAT first day of school for my babies.
By the way I was doing just fine, no crying from me after dropping my babies off. That is until I talked to my Dad and as soon as he asked “so how are you doing” the tears just started to flow. I blame him LOL
And cut S’s hair. My husband has been wanting his hair cut for over a year now but I just couldn’t do it. He has the most gorgeous curls how could I cut them! But yesterday I got this itch to get my daughters hair cut and decided it was probably time to do his also.
There was a lot of crying and I even let him have the sucker while she was cutting his hair to try and calm him down which didn’t work as I had planned but at least he didn’t jump out of the chair.
He even had his beloved teddy bear but it didn’t help those tears from coming
After about two minutes the lady said okay I’m done, I looked at her and was like seriously, it doesn’t even look like anything was cut. She said she removed about inch or two so I said okay lets take off two more. And after two more were taken you still couldn’t tell his hair was cut so I told her to take two more. It’s funny how people love his hair because she looks at me and asked if I was sure, do you really want to cut more, she kept asking really??? Being as it was his first hair cut I wanted to be able to look at him and tell he did have it cut. I wanted all the little stragglys hairs gone and have it look nice and neat so I told her I was sure, cut two more inches off.
After all was said and done I love his new cut. It’s exactly what I wanted, a clean cut and not too short but enough to tell it was trimmed. I don’t think he could have been happier to be out of that chair, poor little man.