Thursday, August 28, 2014

First Day of School


One brand new Kindergartner and one excited second grader. 



And just like that they are off. My little kindergartner and second grader. Warner got one of the best kindergartner teachers I could have asked for and Olivia's teacher I don't know at all, but she seems nice, so I feel really grateful and blessed this morning, or maybe I'm just telling myself that so I don't cry and pout all day.

Warner was so excited to go to school today with his big sister. So ready to make new friends and be a little student, sitting at his very own desk, with his new teacher. He was not nervous or anxious at all. He carefully laid out his outfit that he was going to wear last night, and asked me after he got out of the bath to do his hair in a "T". I said "What do you mean" and he said "You know, like a T. Spike it in a straight line sideways in the back, and then a mow hawk in the middle".  I laughed my head off when I actually did what he said. He looked like a flustered duck gone punk.  So hilarious. We decided to go a little more conservative and moved the T to the front instead of the back. It looked much better. He's a man who knows how he wants his hair done.

My sweet little Olivia was also very excited for school as well. Last night when I was hugging her before she went to bed she gave a big sigh and held on a little longer than normal, and then she looked at me with her arms still around my neck and said "Well, I'm going to be in second grade now Mom. Can you believe it?" and she gave me a big smile. She said it like I was the kid and she was the Mom. She's growing up so much.

We only had one really really really really times four more really's sad face today after school started, and that was Buster. I couldn't get a picture of it, because it was too heart breaking. He cried his little eyes out and waled when Warner walked into the school. He even tried to run and pry open the door so he could run in after him. It was pretty heart breaking to carry him away from the school grounds kicking and screaming. He cried for a good half hour after we dropped them off, and would not be consoled. After he was finally calmed down he said "I'm ok. I'm ok Mom, but can I go to school now?"

Sweet kids. I'm so grateful they are mine.