This is my way-too-big first-grader. Who had a pretty good day at a brand-new school. A school I have prayed about and wanted for him so badly and thought impossible as the waiting list was long and not moving. Monday I got a phone call letting me know there was a spot for him. We went right over to get him registered and that night went to meet his new teacher and take a look around the school. He was a little apprehensive seeing as this is not where he thought he would be all summer. This was not the familiar, the one with friends… but I took it as a good sign Monday evening when he didn’t want to leave. He wanted to “just keep walking, explore a little more.” This school has an amazing energy about it, I didn’t blame him for wanting to just be there. This school requires sacrifice for most in our family. It’s a further drive, more time in the car for the littles, more gas, more strategic planning on my part to get everyone where they need to on time. And if this experience turns out how I believe it will, it will be completely worth it. I was so grateful for the feelings I have had this week as compared to how I felt this time last year. The sinking feeling in my stomach has not been present, the feeling of dread about where I am sending my little boy for 6.5 hours a day… gone. I am so excited for him and the great environment he gets to be a part of.
But he’s still getting too big too fast. We walked in to meet his teacher and she said, “you’re really tall for a first-grader!” He just smiled. I love this kid like mad and hope with everything I have that he has an amazing school year. We’re off to a good start seeing as he spent 45 minutes with his book right after school.
And just for Gram… look! the tooth finally came out!!