I didn’t even cry.
I woke up this morning at 6am. I think I was just as excited as he was. At 6:30 I started making him breakfast, sausage and eggs with orange juice. Sausage is his favorite and I knew he would eat it. At 6:45 I went in and woke him up.
He got up easily. I know that won’t be the case after a week or so. He came and laid on the couch while I remade his eggs….the first batch had too much salt and got burned since the pan was too hot. Momma’s a dork sometimes. He was full of himself, talking non-stop. I had to remind him to be quiet so he could eat.
He’s not used to eating breakfast, especially right when he wakes up. But it’s something he’ll have to get used to I guess.
Remembered to brush his teeth.
The only time I got misty eyed was while I was sitting on the floor in front of him getting ready to tie his Tony Hawk shoes. I looked up at him and just watched. This was my baby. My smart, obnoxious, beautifully handsome baby. He’s not a baby anymore. *sniff*
Grandma came over to see him off and also to watch the little people so that Daddy and Mommy could take him to school for the first time.
What would the first day of Kindergarten be like with out pictures?
He’s home now. He talked nonstop all the way home about what a great day he had and how much he loved Kindergarten. I am really happy that he had a great day. I can’t wait to see the little man that he develops into.