Porter started pre-school about 2 weeks ago. I'm just barely getting around to posting about it. He loves pre-school and enjoys that structured learning/play time. It's taught him a lot of things already! (good and bad) But it's been great. Here is what I wrote down sort of as a journal that first day of school. It is kinda long and like I said more for my own remembrance than for share, feel free to read it though.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011:
This morning Porter started his first day of Pre-School. We
woke up and had a great morning. Started it off with having prayer with Dad and
then breakfast. I asked Porter what he wanted for breakfast and he insisted on
Pop-tarts. Yes! I’m that good of a Mom and gave my son Pop-tarts the morning of
his first day of school. Don’t worry I made the meal a little more healthy with
a banana. Hopefully that will tide him over til snack time. J He was super excited to go to preschool and
play with the Thomas the Train and the Bob the Builder toys. I had to tell him
he’ll be doing more than just playing with toys there. He was still pretty excited. We got ready and
I took pictures of him with his backpack on. Went out the door, loaded the van
up and drove to preschool. Four minutes later we arrived and I went to get
Porter out of the car and it dawned on me… I didn’t even do his hair!! I felt
awful. But the kid is still cute even if
his hair isn’t wet and looking done. (We all know by the time I pick him up it
would look like I didn’t do it anyway, so cut me some slack) Porter jumped out
of the van and got his backpack on and was running toward the door. I had to
tell him to wait so Kinley and I could catch up to him. Once we walked in I helped Porter hang his
backpack on his cubby hook. Then he
started walking over toward the toys ready to play. As he was looking for some
cool toys I couldn’t help but see in him his eagerness to play yet also his
nervousness and feeling a little bit out of place because he didn’t know
ANYONE! I tried to help him meet some kids and share toys with them. Then stand back and watch a little bit. I am
his Mom and of course I worried the entire time he was away from me. Before I
left I made sure he knew where the bathroom was and pointed out his teachers to
him. Who knows if he even got it, he was so into playing with the cool new
toys. Then I walked out that door not
quite understanding the emotions I was feeling. I was excited for him and yet
nervous. Wondering if he’d make friends, if he’d be good, if he’d forget where
the bathroom was and go in his pants, if he’d do well with new environment and
how he’d adapt(mostly WITHOUT me). For
me I was feeling some regret of leaving my child in that environment and making
him learn and fend for himself. (silly me I know the teachers were there, but
he has not yet learned to trust them) Yet I knew he was just fine. In fact he probably was going to have a great
time!
Then it was time for pick up. Kinley fell asleep because she
was bored and tired while he was gone and got about a 35 minute nap and I had
to wake her up to go pick him up. Welcome to the life of a real mom with older
kids. (haha I just mentioned as if I have OLDER kids!) So we are on our way and
Kinley is buzzing because she is so excited to see Porter. And I am feeding off
her excitement. I missed him so much while he was gone. I was counting down the
minutes til it was time to pick him up. We pull up and I see him outside with
all of his classmates waiting for their parents in the drive way. He sees me
and I wave while I park. I open the door and turn to go get him and he is
running with the BIGGEST grin on his face towards me. Backpack on and bouncing
on his back and arms wide open! As he gets closer I see a picture hung on a
string around his neck and a bright red spot of something on his shirt. Leave
it to Porter to be the one who comes home from preschool on the first day with bright
red paint on his shirt! I didn’t care though. I was so excited to see him. I
gave him a huge hug and almost didn’t want to put him down in his car seat. He
was bursting to tell me everything he did at school. I was shocked ! He doesn’t
normally know how to answer my question of “What did you do?” Yet he told me
that he played toys (Thomas and lightning Mcqueen to be exact) He colored and
had snack and even some smarties! I
asked him if he made friends and he said “Yeah!” I asked him if he knew their names
but he replied “No.” When we got home he
couldn’t wait to open his backpack up and show me everything he did. We pulled
in the garage and next thing I know his backpack is open and he is trying to
show me everything in the van. I had to encourage him to show me inside. So
then he runs inside just bubbling over with excitement of the neat things he
did. Sure enough there were two handprints in red paint and a picture of an
apple painted with red finger paint! He was really proud of himself and so am I!
And as for kinley…they were both very happy to see each
other. We walked in the door and after showing me his pictures he immediately
got down on the ground and helped Kinley take off her shoes. Both with big
smiles on their faces. Adorable!! Such a
good day!















