Proud Mommy Moments

Today is the 1st day of 1st grade. Harry is excited. He woke up early, got dressed without me nagging, and even ate a good breakfast. It seems unreal that he is already going to first grade. Wasn't he just learning how to sleep through the night? Didn't he just start Kindergarten?

Last year, he got thrown into Kindergarten. We had just moved into the year round school boundaries (actually, we were just planning on it, hadn't moved a single box yet), and realized that school had already started, and our little to-be-kindergartener, needed to be in school. So we went and talked to the school, and they arranged everything, and he started the next day. No preparation at all.

So this year, we got to talk it up, get to know who his teacher is, for 3 weeks. It really almost felt like a lifetime!

So we take him to school this morning, and he finds his class, finds his teacher, finds a chair and sits down. What next? He tells us that we can leave now. He's fine! He's got his lunch all packed up and he is ready to go. I'm a little concerned about lunch, and 3 recesses, and the leaving to come home part. But all in all, I think we are going to be fine. And even with all these hormones, I didn't even cry. Maybe I got a little teary last night, but this morning I was fine.

So my mom should be proud.