On the eve of the first day of Kindergarten

Bless the hearts of children and parents everywhere. 

We had back-to-school night on Monday. Or in our case, first time IN the school night. Or in Bryan’s case, nerd out remembering where all of his classes used to be and what is “new” since he’s been gone. 

I’m still shocked that when the teacher introduced herself to Maximus, he looked her in the eyes and told her his name. In the sweetest, kind of quiet, and definitely shaky voice. If I hadn’t been holding the heaviest 3-year-old, I would have melted into a puddle. It was the sweetest thing and helped reassure me that he’s going to be fine. 

And I suppose I’ll be fine, too. Other than the random panic about how he’s going to figure out lunch or remembering how shy I was, I’m doing ok with it. He has a lot of friends going to his school and a few in his classroom, so he’s not alone. 

Plus, HE INTRODUCED HIMSELF TO HIS TEACHER. Without any prompting from us. That was one of those proud parent moments that I won’t forget. That’s also why I let my kids answer questions for themselves when adults ask questions. It teaches them good life skills! 

We spent about 20 minutes talking about tomorrow. All the super cool stuff that he’s going to do, who’s taking him where, and how it’s ok that he’s not great at math…yet. Yup, that happened. “But mommy, I’m not great at math. Is math when you, like, add numbers together? Like 10 plus 10?” So Bryan asks him what the answer is and he laughs while he tells us it’s 20. Ok. So maybe you’re kind of ok at math? He did ask me once if I could just stay for his first day. I told him I already had my first day of Kindergarten so I couldn’t. And the teacher will spend tomorrow telling him all the things they’ll do every day. (He’s only there with 1/3 of his class tomorrow and everyone on Friday.)

He picked out his first day clothes…typical Leger boy apparel…and will be sporting a new highlighter yellow dry-fit shirt and black mesh shorts. I don’t blame his comfort level goals. Luckily he still favors jeans over any other sport pant so I’ll keep holding on to hope of a nicer dress code this fall. 😉 

I know Maximus is going to love school. He’s always enjoyed preschool and cares so much about details and why things work. It’s going to be an exciting year for him! 

Bless all the teachers, but especially those who help care for our littlest learners as they adjust to new environments and routines. 

On the eve of the first day of Kindergarten