Last night we went to a parent’s meeting and open house at Joshua’s school. It is the same school Bobby and I went to, but it’s in a different location now. The building houses K-12 and it’s ginormous. I am fairly sure it will take ME all year to learn how to get from Joshua’s classroom to the parking lot. I am sure Joshua will pick it up much quicker than I.
The meeting was great, but still, at the end, I texted Emily, “I don’t wanna have a kindergartener!”
I don’t want my little boy to be this BIG.
Several times that night, Joshua said to Bobby and I, “I’m really afraid you’re going to leave me here.” He meant right then – and we assured him we weren’t going to leave him there…until Tuesday. Then, we are definitely leaving him there. It about killed me.
Joshua met his teacher, found his desk and his cubbie, and as soon as we walked in, saw his friend Ethan that will be in his class. He met a couple of other kids who will be in the class too, and we walked alllll the way around the room and Bobby and I made him look at ev-ree-thing. Then, since he’d humored us for so long, we let him play on the school playground for awhile. This was, of course, his favorite part.
He left at the end of the night happy and confident, and I can only hope he can summon up the same courage for Tuesday, when Bobby and I will, indeed, have to leave him there. All day.
I know I am going to need a heavy dose of it as well.
