I stress the "We" part. It was a group effort. Today was Jack's first day of Kindergarten. A day I have dreaded for quite some time now. He was up at the crack of dawn and ready to head to school! He wore the outfit he had been saving in his closet for six months, for this very purpose. Brian accompanied us to school. I was so relieved, because I knew I was headed for a melt-down. Any typical mom would have been more than proud of the way my son walked into his class and made himself at home. I, on the other hand, am not your typical mom. I saw this sweet, independent five year old who didn't need his mom. He didn't need me to help him with his backpack, he didn't need me to help him make friends, he didn't need me to make sure he ate his lunch. I just stood there in a classroom of children and parents and cried. Jack kept glancing at Dad as if to say, "Can you do something about her, please?". I managed to pull it together and leave the school only to pick him up a little later just as excited as he was when I left.
The highlight of his day was seeing big brother Jacob in the cafeteria! Jacob is such a great big brother. He and his buddies made Jack feel so welcome today! Of course, Jack loved it that the big boys were calling out his name!