and then I blinked...
These pictures are from the Open House that we went to last night at FBCS. Jonas had fun meeting his teacher and discovering his table, cubby, smiley faces, and baloon. I was a little overwhelmed when I saw that there were 24 other students in his class and I realized that my little boy wouldn't get all the attention he is used to getting! This will be a good thing (I'm forcing myself to think). He will learn patience and he'll learn how to respect other people.
I actually remember my first day of school. My dad took me. I remember my pregnant mom sitting on the steps of our trailor in Georgia waving goodbye to me as I got into my dad's work van and headed off to school. She says she was crying. I saw the smile. That's my memory. The rest of the year is kind of blurry with some strange moments and some very normal (hanging from monkey bars on the playground, doing puzzles, putting felt birds on a board while counting) moments mixed in. And now it's my turn. Yes, I'm sentimental. Yes, I'm anxious. It doesn't feel right to be sending away my baby for hours and hours of the day. I guess I wouldn't be a mom if it did feel good. I know I'm not the first, nor will I be the last to have these emotions.
Ready or not... it's coming. School starts Monday!