First Day

Jackson had his first day of preschool today!  He goes to a Christian preschool at a church near our house two days a week for about three hours.  I was SO nervous about today and a little sad, too.  J is such a sweet, good boy and I love having him at home with me.  I knew that he would like school, though.

God must have known I was nervous and sad about sending him.  Right before we were about to leave I ran into the bathroom for a second while the boys finished their breakfast.  I heard both of them giggling uncontrollably and when I came back I noticed that J had been tossing his eggs at Emmett's feet.  There were eggs all over the floor in front of Emmett's chair.  That's what was making them both crack up.  Well, that got me a little more ready for us to be off to school for sure!

J was really happy and excited while we were getting ready to go.  I thought he would be telling me that he didn't want to go, but every time I would ask him if he was ready or excited he would give me an enthusiastic, "YES!" He even put on his backpack and let me take some pictures!

I know he looks scared here, but he wasn't.  My camera wasn't cooperating.  J was actually very obliging with pictures today.    

Emmett would have stayed, too, if I'd have let him.  I think I might be a little more excited and ready for Emmett to go to school when the time comes!!  :)

Once we pulled into the parking lot of the church Jackson started saying that he wanted Mommy and Emmett to go to school, too, but he still walked right on into his classroom with no problem.  I got him interested in some activity and then snuck out.  I know that's not the best thing, but I knew he would be upset if I told him I was leaving.  The next 2-1/2 hours went so slowly for me!  I got coffee with some friends and ran some errands with Emmett and kept checking the time.  I was just praying that he was having fun and not freaking out!

When I got there to pick him up he was happy to see me and very excited.  His teacher said that he cried just a little off and on for about 10 minutes (he kept telling her he needed his Mommy... tear!) and then he was totally fine!  He played and participated like normal.  On the way home he had big smiles and was telling me all that he did.  He even said, "I WUV school!" once.  Yay!!  And the icing on the cake for me was that as we were sitting together eating lunch after school he told me out of the blue three times, "I wuv you, Mom," with a little sigh at the end.  Oh, be still me heart!!  I could eat him up. Here's hoping the second day goes just as well!