How is it that my little sweet baby boy is leaving to go out into the world?...
...without me?
kindergarten.
Wow!
Last year I was really inspired by God as to where Henry should be.
I knew he should not go to kindergarten and instead stay at home with me all year in more of a homeschool setting. I knew he should not go to preschool. It was such a sure and peaceful feeling and answer to many questions and worries.
This year I have felt he should go to school, but it seemed like it was more of a one step of faith into the darkness...stop and see if the step felt right...and continue on in faith. After taking lots of little steps of faith...
Here we are with Henry enrolled in full-day kindergarten. I think it has caught me by surprise. I do not feel so assured as last year, but I do not feel bad or confused either. We shall see. I am for sure nervous for him. I want him to be happy and successful and I want him to have a good experience.
We went to the get to know you night for just the kindergarteners. It went really well. He has a very nice and happy teacher named Mrs. Gilles. The classroom is adorable and I love the positive aspects of discipline she uses. The principal was also very welcoming and nice. I felt so happy and peaceful after this night. It all seemed to be falling into place. He even had a member of our ward in his class!
I thought he was feeling pretty good about it too.
The night before school was to start Eliza woke up about seven times in the night. She sleeps really well so this was unusual behavior...she was not sick. I finally figured out she was really worried about this school situtation. She could not figure out how Henry was going to go to school without me...we are always together! She kept saying she wanted to come with me. If Henry was leaving then surely I would be and that would leave her alone. I tried and tried to explain to her what was really happening, but she could not understand. Henry was very somber the morning of the first day. When we got to the bus stop his little lip started to tremble and he was really sad when the bus came. I was not prepared for this. He has never had a problem going anywhere...not to a different primary class in a different ward, not a play date, not pre-school. My heart just about broke in two. I started to doubt immediately. I dashed inside and got dressed and went to the school with Eliza.
There Henry was, right inside the front doors sitting on a bench by himself. I just hugged on him and kissed him and told him everything was going to be all right. We had a good talk and then the principal noticed us. She came right over and put her arms around him and talked with him. She took him to where he was supposed to be in the gym and I went home.
What a day of waiting and wondering and worrying!
He came home off the bus with a great big smile and a great big hug!
He LOVED school!
(Eliza picked out her 'I love Brother shirt' all by herself that day!:))