First Day of School

I remember clearly that night in September of 2005 … the night before the first day of school for my first born! I was crying at the thought of him being on his own at school (looking back now, it seems a little ridiculous as he had school for merely two and half hours each day!). However, I was crying like he was off to a war zone or at least, that’s how Craigley perceived it J In a delightful twist of events that occurred on the next day, I ended up staying in my child’s class to help his teacher … I was with him on his first day of school! Today, he started Grade 6 and I was there with him as he joined the line of friends/classmates facing their new teacher. As he marched into the school building, I was hoping he would turn back and wave … he did not. I probably would have had a teary moment if I didn’t look at the mom standing beside me. I realized that her son did not wave to her as well. Actually, none of the kids looked at their parents. They were so excited to see their friends and share their summer stories … they just moved forward still talking animatedly. That moment was one where I shared with the other parents … I don’t know what they were thinking, however if I were to share my thoughts … I would tell them that we did a good job! Our kids are on their way!

Tomorrow is a different day. My 4 year old’s first day of school ever. I can’t promise I won’t cry J