1st day of school.

Today was P's first day of pre-k1. I was so nervous and anxious about this day that I barely slept a wink last night. On the other hand, P was very excited. We have been talking about this day for weeks. And the day had finally arrived. We arrived at the school fifteen minutes early so I could walk P into his classroom. P tried to carry his backpack, but it was too heavy. P also tried to carry his lunchbox, but it was loaded down with an ice pack, juice, and snack, which made it too heavy, also. So much for cute "1st day" pics. All I got was a picture of P after he dropped his lunchbox. Oh well.


I somehow managed to lug in his lunchbox, backpack, two boxes of Kleenex, and loads of snacks for the class. Why a one year old needs a backpack I have yet to understand. But I'm just doing what I'm told and trying to be a good, obedient parent. Or maybe more like the "overachiever, buy everything on the teacher's wish list" parent.

Just like his mama, P was hesitant about the first day of school.


But also very excited.



P walked right into his classroom and got right to playing with the classroom toys. He confidently told me bye-bye and kept right on playing. Wow. That was easy. But, his joy was cut short when one of the other boys in his class threw a temper tantrum on the classroom floor. P hates it when other kids cry. So then he started crying. Then I started crying. I wanted to stay and comfort him, but the teacher's glare quickly reminded me that I needed to "drop and go". I cried all the way to the gym. At pick-up, the teacher said that P was upset for most of the three hours, except for the time they spent on the playground. My heart sinks to think of P's emotions on this first day of school. I will give it another go on Thursday. Let's cross our fingers that things will get easier for P.

On a positive note, P already learned something new on the first day of school. He learned how to blow his nose. I'm dead serious. And so proud. I guess my Kleenex donation came in extra handy with all the one year old tears that were shed today. Poor little kids. I hope it gets easier for them and for me.