He'll be off to college before I have a chance to breathe!

I'm feeling inspired after watching Julie and Julia tonight, so here I am blogging again...after a 7-month sabbatical.  I've had many "blog worthy" moments to post over these past several months, but it's not easy to blog when you are a perfectionist.  I could explain myself, but I think all of you perfectionists out there already understand what I mean, and those of you that aren't, well, truth is you will never understand.  So, I'll just move on.

Today was a monumental day.  My baby went to preschool!
Fact: It was actually the young toddler room and not exactly preschool.  But, it is a classroom with 5 other kids his age and a teacher who is teaching him colors, numbers, letters, etc.  He even sat on the short potty today for a small period of time.  Not sure I understand the logic, but that's cool...I guess.
Fact: He really only stayed for 2.5 hours to help ease him into a full day.  He's going again tomorrow for 4 hours.  Next Tuesday will be his first full day.
Fact: He didn't cry a single tear when I dropped him off.  I held him for a few minutes in the classroom while I talked with his teacher, Miss Brittney.  Then I took him over to a play station and played with him until he turned his back to play with something else.  That's when I slipped out of the room and watched him from the window as he played with Miss Brittney. I had already said good-bye to him as we walked into the building, knowing that a formal good-bye before I actually left would create a melt down.
Fact: He had a great time at pre-school.  I called about an hour after dropping him off and they said he was having so much fun, talking non-stop.  That's my little social bug!
Fact: He cried when his Uncle Shane came to pick him up because he did not want to leave!  Tell me, should I be happy or sad about this?  I can't decide.  I think I am mostly happy with a tinge of sadness.
Brody eating his banana on his way to pre-school.  The school bus behind us made for a great symbolic picture.

 Brody and Miss Brittney

Brody's 1st Daily Report

Regardless of my feelings, Brody had a very eventful and tiresome day.  After pre-school, his Uncle Shane brought him home and played with him until I got home from work at 5 o'clock.  The poor baby...I mean, big boy...was so tired that he didn't want dinner, he didn't want chocolate milk, he didn't play for long in his bath, and he fussed about everything.  I put him to bed an hour early and he has been asleep ever since.  

Sweet dreams, my precious boy.  You will always be "Baby Brody" to me.  I'm proud of you for the courage you exemplified today. 




1 comment:

  1. WOOO HOOOOO-you did it!! And I don't mean dropping him off at school. You know what I mean! Now, I know receiving comments aren't a big thing, so that's all I have to say. ;)

    Okay, I'm next!!

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