I wish I could say things went perfect and smooth, but that's not how we roll.
**So sorry for my over dramatic version**
It's been months that Job has been waiting till "Septembo" so he can start school. Even up till the night before he was trying on his new gear.
Build up, build up, then this morning when I had to wake him from his sleeping slumber, "I don't want to go to school".
I thought the school bus pancakes helped a bit.
In the car, "Mama, I want to go back home".
When we pulled up to the school, "Mama, my boo boo hurts, my shoes hurt". (He had cut his ankle the night before).
I brought a back up pair of slippas thank the LORD!
This is Job telling me "Mama! This is CHURCH!! I want to go to school!" (the preschool is at our church, and his class is the same room as his Sunday school class)
"I want Rachel to be in my class!" (Rachel is not in his class).
"I want to play with Rachel on the playground!"
(Rachel is in the next playground because she is older)
"OK, go have fun Job". And he was off...
In the middle of kids playing and running around I look and he's standing in the middle of the yard, crying, looking for any familiar face he can cling to.
Job is great at making friends he just needs to find that someone to make a friend with. This is when I was BALLING!!!! To see him so sad and having a hard time in what was suppose to be a fun day crushed me. I DID NOT Expect to cry AT ALL! It seemed so silly but I couldn't help it.
Finally his teachers found him and brought him over to the others.
I know within 10 minutes he was having a good time but in that moment he just looked so sad and out of place.
Some friends called me to let me know they took a peek after I had left and they saw him playing just fine. That made me feel much better!
As for little brother, Diego did great. I was expecting a bit of a melt down but he was fine. He helped hold a lunch pack and my checkbook and stayed close to me as I ran around like a crazy woman to the classroom, playground, car then back to the office cause I forgot to pay tuition.
We got home and he said "Where's Job?" I told him he was at school and we'd get him later, "Oh, O.K., cause he's a big boy now!". So I put Maggie down for a nap and Diego and I colored, ate snacks, did dishes, and chilled out together and watched video. He even suggested getting Job some french fries to make him feel better!
When we picked him up he was all smiles! He did great, had fun and met some friends...but still can't remember their names. I knew he would do great, he just had to warm up a bit.
And finally seeing Rachel and his buddy Faith helped out too!
And the little siblings got to hang out with the big kids.
Then Papa offered to take us out for ice cream to help celebrate some more! Gotta love $1/scoop Tuesdays at Baskin Robbins!
He is ready for day two and I think we will all do much better!
I still can't believe my little boy is going to school.