Look at my precious boy on his first day of school this week! A little sucking up with flowers is always a good way to start the year! Sometimes the irony of motherhood is so funny. August was a long month in this house even though we had a ton of stuff going on. School let out in mid-late May, and although he went a few weeks in July, I was ready to get back in the routine of the school year and get my house back to being clean, laundry ironed, and start cracking away at my to-do list again that I never seemed to complete this summer. However, the night before his first day, I felt myself get nervous and sad. I knew I would miss him during the day. I was afraid this year won't be as wonderful as last year was. I prayed his friends would still be his friends this year, and they would all get along as well as they did last year. That morning I could tell he was switching back and forth from being excited and nervous. I tried to act so excited for him and make the time before we left for school lighthearted and fun. As he got out of the car and I said bye, I choked back tears. I'm not going to lie; it was nice getting the house cleaned up and a few errands run. Jake was great and took a long morning nap for me so I could clean quickly and uninterrupted. But I also looked at the clock constantly wondering what my little buddy was doing then and if he was happy or just putting on a brave front. I missed him. Car rider line seemed like it was taking forever that afternoon, and I couldn't get my boy in the car fast enough! As soon as he got in the car, he told me what a great day he had, how nice his teacher is, that his best buddy still sits beside him, and that the best part of the day was that now his class gets to play on the big playground! This school he's at is such a blessing, and I am so thankful that it looks like we have another great year ahead of us!
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