Brody man started 1st grade last week. His grandmother and I took him to pick out his book bag and a new lunchbox to help him start to get excited about starting back to school. This is what he decided on:
Two days before school started we got to go meet his teacher and I had to fill out some paperwork. We also were able to droop off his school supplies so that we did not have to worry about it the day school started.
The night before school we let Brody decide what he wanted to eat for dinner and we let him pick out his clothes. We played Legos and watched tons of cartoons. Pretty much we decided to make the night all about Brody and what he wanted to do.
And then it became morning. I thought I was ready for it and that it was going to be easier this time. I mean we had got through kindergarten just fine. Yes, I did cry that first day and the second, but it got easier. I was not prepared to turn into a big baby all over again.
Well, we got up made him breakfast and prepared his lunch. He got dressed and was ready for mama to take some pictures.
Even Tiger wanted to get in on the picture action. Then it was time for us to leave to head to the school. Traffic was horrible this year. It took almost 30 minutes just to get to the school where it normally takes 10. This was fine because it gave me more time with him before he officially became a first grader. We finally got to school and had to find somewhere to park (ended up having to park in the grass behind the school). There were so many people dropping their children off.
I did not have to walk him in this year, but there was no way either of us were going to be ok with that. He was not ready either.
Clearly in the second picture you can see he was not ready to let me go. And I am so thankfully that I got this picture. I was not ready either. I was not prepared to have him go to first grade. I wanted him to be a baby still. At least I knew he was in good hands. His teacher is amazing.
He had a great first day and had so much to tell me when I picked him up.
Needless to say it does not get any easier on the first day of school. He will always be my baby in my eyes and I will cry every first day of school for the rest of his life.
****And yes I cried while writing this****