Well, Jacob is a full fledged school boy now! I made it through, amazingly, and didn't even shed a tear until after I left the classroom. It is almost like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders because I have been dreading that moment so long and now that it's passed I can breathe a little easier. That doesn't mean I am not sad still about the passage of time making him grow up so quickly, but at least the big, bad first day is over and we can get into a routine and learn to enjoy this new stage of life for us.
We were among the first ones there and he went right in, put his back pack on his peg, found his seat, and grinned from ear to ear. He was really excited when Tabitha came in and they talked like they have known each other forever. I don't see them sitting together very long. I am so glad he has found a friend already. It does make it easier for me to leave him there every day.
Derick and I didn't stay long, he seemed comfortable and ready to start his day and, honestly, I might have cried had we spent more time there and that wouldn't be good. After all his protest this weekend about never, ever going to school, I figured he would balk at us going, especially with parents still there, but he waved and said bye and kept on talking, just like I always figured he would.
Tonight we are going to celebrate. Jacob wants to go to Olive Garden, his favorite, and I ordered a 3D Thomas cake from the grocery store that I may have to take a job to pay for. I figured you only get ONE first day of school, so you might as well do it right! But before that I intend to have a good cry, get it out of my system, then go to Target because I always feel better after a stroll through Target, poorer but better.
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