Friday, September 2, 2011

Citrus South Tule

August 15, 2011

Caleb was very excited to go to school this morning. We didn't have any issues with clothing, or him being too tired to wake up. He was happy to go and I was sad. His whole little life I have thought about how great it will be too have him at school and have more time with Hannah/do "stuff" etc. But now that it's here I'm sad and I miss him already.
First Day of school his teacher, Ms. Brisco, let all the kids pick their own seats. This is the seat Caleb picked. It was in the middle. I was going to try and convince him to sit in the front row so he would (in theory) talk less and focus more, but I decided against it. I'll let his teacher figure it out.
After the morning bell rang I watched him stand in line with the other 5 and 6 year old's with their backpacks that were as big as they were and thought, This is it; the beginning of the end." and then I cried. The first one must be the hardest and maybe the last one is really hard but for a different reason.

I hung around even after all the kids were in their classrooms and let Hannah play with a new friend she made. I just wanted to hang onto the moment a little longer.