First day!

Morgan began Kingergarten last Friday! It's been an emotional few weeks around here. I really don't feel like writing much about it, but we did make it through the first (and now second) day.

He looked so cute! He picked out his favorite new shirt and new jeans and I packed a lunch for him and wrote a note and a heart on his napkin. I made sure he knew to wash his hands several times during the day and especially before lunch, and to not put his food on the tables. (I'm so psycho.) Watching him walk away when his line was ready to go into the school is a memory that will break my mother heart forever. I'm not sure if I feel like this is the right thing for us, but I'm leaning heavily on prayer. And we'll keep on for now. 

He is so smart and brave and his teacher told me at the end of the day what a good example he was and how he was one of the only quiet ones and he got to pick a special treat out of the bag for being so good.  

Here's what I wrote on Friday evening, after I had cried a million tears. 

Today was Morgan's first day. I managed to make it back to the car this morning before falling apart. God answers, because that's all I've been praying for; to not cry in front of my brave five year-old son. Danny and I drove to the school during lunch recess to 'check' on him from the road. And finally, at 249, I had to stop myself from literally running to scoop him up. Home at last. I smother him. I can't pretend that this isn't the most emotionally difficult thing I've done in my few years of motherhood, because it is. Mostly, because of what it signifies. I've lived and breathed for this tiny person for (almost) six whole years. He is my soulmate. And I had to let him go today. It was very hard.

And a few photos of how Danny is always right in the middle of everything, always trying to steal the show....! He is so funny.