I got to take him to school today. I thought I might be a mess. I rarely ever cry or get emotional. Can't even remember the last time I really cried. But, what happens is that it just builds and builds. (Quite understandable when you maybe cry once or twice a year.) So when there is something that makes me emotional I have the ugly cry every time. Kinda like 365 days of crying comes out at once. I was hoping that my ugly cry took place before today, or it would have been REALLY ugly. Thankfully, I got that out of the way yesterday. So no tears today. For me or Noah. Score.
Noah was so excited to go to school. He was jumping up and down, literally. He got to meet his teacher on Friday and he loved her. She is super organized and dresses pretty (his words). They are going to get along juuust fine.
I have concluded that after being in the classroom just five minutes Ms. Pearson is going to have an interesting year. There were two boys in the class that did not stop talking the entire time I was in there. One was going on and on about his brother's first day of school (in a hilarious southern accent) and the other was saying, "Ms. Pearson, do you like my shoes? Ms. Pearson do you like this color? What are we going to do to today? etc etc" They weren't being wild, just talking and talking and talking. I started to feel like I was at home, but minus the screaming and sounds of things slamming into the walls every two minutes.
I left him in the room, already anxious to hear about his day. I thought about him all day long. I missed him. I wondered what he was doing. I wondered if he was having fun. If kids were being nice to him. And it seemed like 3 pm would never come! It finally did, and then the bus was 25 minutes late. So I finally got to see him around 3:30. He was so excited he practically ran all the way home from the bus stop.
Tonight at dinner he got to eat off of our family's "You Are Special" plate. (A little tradition of ours. We have a special plate and you get to eat off of it on your birthday or for special events in your life. The kids get so excited when that plate is used.) Kenneth then took Noah to pick out some ice cream for the family and we ate dessert to celebrate his first day of Kindergarten.
Here are some pictures from Noah's day. Probably one of my favorites is the one where he is with his new friend. When I dropped him off today I took a picture of Noah at his table and a picture of Noah with his sweet teacher Ms. Pearson. Then this kid said, "Hey! Will you take a picture of me?!" I said, "Sure!" He hopped out of his chair and ran right over to Noah, posing for the picture. It was so funny.
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