Today was the first day of school for the boys. Last night Logan was bouncing around the house excited about starting Kindergarten. He would say, "I'm going to be in Kindergarten, mom." Alex would sadly say, "I don't want to go to school." Bedtime was interesting last night because Alex kept getting out of bed just to tell me he loved me and get one more hug. This is something Logan does, but not Alex. We could tell he was nervous and not looking forward to today.
This morning Alex woke up around 6:40. He was quiet and requested his usual waffle (which he asks for every morning). I turned on the TV so he could watch cartoons for a bit and went into the kitchen to make his waffle. He went through his morning routine in a quiet, nearly depressed state.
At 7:15 I had to wake up Logan. He immediately jumped out of bed and said, ""I'm hungry! I want cereal." We have a lot of different types of cereal so I told him to pick one. I opened the pantry door and he stood there and looked. "Lucky Charms--no. Apple Jacks--no. Fruity Pebbles--no. Cocoa Puffs--no." (How much kid cereal do we have? LOL) Finally I heard him say, "Trix! YES!" He brought it to me and I poured a bowl of cereal for him. I heard him say, "I get to go to kindergarten today, big brother," to Alex. Alex responded with a sigh and, "I know."
They finished breakfast and we got ready to go to school. Logan kept trying to talk to Alex and Alex obviously didn't want to talk. So, I told Logan to talk to me and let Alex look out the window. We got to school and it was a madhouse. Cars everywhere. We ended up parking a couple of blocks from the school and walking.
As we walked Logan started saying, "My legs are getting tired." I said, "Mine, too, buddy." He said, "But my legs are shorter than yours." I was carrying a paper sack full of Logan's school supplies--it wasn't the lightest thing in the world. I said, "Well, at least you're not carrying school supplies," and Logan said, "And I'm not pregnant, right mom." Alex laughed and I said, "yes, I'm VERY glad you're not pregnant, Logan."
We kept walking and eventually made it to the school. We took Alex first because I couldn't find the folders Logan was supposed to have and I had hoped that I had packed them in Alex's school supplies. They weren't there so I guess I'll be making a trip to the store before Monday. We found Alex's desk and I told him goodbye, loved on him, and then said, "You will be great. If you're nice, you listen, you follow the rules, and you try your best you are going to do just fine." His voice was shaky and his eyes were full of tears. He said, "Yes, mom." My eyes started burning too and it was so hard to leave him. I received a text later saying he was doing great.
I walked Logan to his classroom where he walked right in, started saying, "I have a spider-man back pack and lunch bag," and "look at my shoes, they light up." He was more than fine. I asked to take his picture by his cubby and he said, "sure, mom, but I may not smile." He didn't--instead he gave me the cutest, annoyed expression I have ever seen from this child. He went and picked a book and Mrs. Cook said, "Logan, lets take a picture for mom." (Logan has the same teacher Alex has had for the past two years so Logan knows her and Mrs. Cook knows Logan). Logan sighed and rolled his eyes, set his book down, and refused to smile. After I took the picture he said, "Are we done? I am a little busy." I laughed--it was just so funny . . . and so Logan. I kissed his head, hugged him, and told him I loved him and then I left.
I'm sure I will hear all kinds of stories when I pick them up in a bit. I know it will be a good year!
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