He’s hanging in there.
He read a book that he colored in himself, and stapled together.
He sleeps about 14 hours a night. Hard.
He eats for three.
He looks a year older already.
He says the names of his new friends in his sleep.
He tried school lunch and loved it.
He “forgot” he had a packed lunch the next day, and had another school lunch.
He fell apart around dinner and bed time almost every night.
He shook his head in complete disbelief when I told him it was Saturday, and there was no school today, and said; “Well if you are certain everyone is home today, then I’ll stay home too.”
This kind of school-love has not exactly been our experience, though she did love it and I wasn’t blogging in the kindergarten year… This is so incredibly dear and lovely. I am happy for you and for him and for them at school– to get to have such a lovely boy in their midst each day. with love, Laura
You are so sweet. Having them together is amazing too. I have lots of thoughts about your post too.. Gathering them–thinking of you in an equally HUGE transition.
Sounds like he’s living life fully! That’s so great! A nice start to school!!
Mea is still like this in the First Grade. This morning when I had clothes laid out for school, she said, “Well, finally, I get to go back.” 🙂