The school year has officially started, and I can't believe that we have a kindergartner! I keep having "holy cow, I can't believe this is already happening" moments... for example, when I pack Logan's lunch, when I watch him dash off the playground with his new best buddies, and every time he brings home paperwork about things like school pictures, fundraisers and box tops. When did my little man grow up?! We are doing a co-op preschool with Mia this year, who has so far not minded at all that her older brother is not home to torment her during the week days.
Logan was so brave on his first day! His only moment of hesitation came as we walked to the school... he grabbed my hand and said, "I'm a little scared, mom." My mommy heart wanted to scoop him up and run back to the house... but then he saw a playground covered with new friends, and quickly became fearless again. Ry was able to help drop him off, and we both were so proud as he blew us a kiss and proudly stood in line with his kindergarten class... even with lots of sobbing little kids clinging to their parents around him.
His teacher's name is Mrs. Levesque. Logan loves school so much that on Friday's he says, "Mom! Only two more days until I get to go back to school! I'm soon excitedddddd!!!!" :) Hopefully the enthusiasm lasts through the year.
Also, after school one day, his teacher grabbed me and said, "Logan is doing so great. He is such a wonderful example and role model to the other students. He is so compassionate! He is always looking out for his friends. You are raising one sweet, compassionate little boy right there." I was so proud and just about burst into tears right there. Love my little man!
Mia and I passed away the time on the first day by making some pumpkin chocolate chip cookies for Logan to come home to.
My biggest Mia! I can't believe she is already reciting her letters to me. How did she grow up this fast? After watching her big brother be so brave, she said, "I can be brave like Logan, mommy. I won't cry at my dance class anymore." And she didn't! The next class we went to, she walked in, sat by her teacher and gave me a little wave. Then she danced her little heart out. She also now goes right to nursery. The first time it happened I told her I was going to my class. She said, "Will my teacher protect me? I'll be brave, mommy. I won't cry." I walked out in complete shock. Then I stood by the door for a long time waiting for a breakdown that never came. It's a good thing I have my little Evy... Logan and Mia are now such big, independent kiddos!
