Last Thursday Caleb and I were able to go to new school for an open-house. He was able to see his classroom, check out the toys, and meet his teachers. This was really good for me so that I could see him in his new environment. The only concern I had, however, was that Caleb really-really thinks that the world is his stage. I know most 3 year olds are egocentric, but Caleb is a little over the top. For example, he was convinced that all of the other children were there simply for him to choose who to play with. Each child's mother was a "teacher" and Caleb referred to them as such. At one point he brought a book over to one of the moms and said, "Excuse me, Teacher...would you please read me this book?" I was quite surprised when she said, "Sure!" and they sat down on the floor together while I stood over them quite awkwardly. Later he was building with some blocks and, without any warning, turned around and shouted -- and I mean SHOUTED -- "EXCUSE ME! EVERYONE!! EVERYONE? LOOK WHAT I DID! STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING! DO YOU HEAR ME?" So needless to say I'm a little worried about his adjustment (for many other reasons as well) to his preschool class and the rules involved.
Now today the day has come (and only came faster due to our own choice) that my first baby has headed off to school! Today was Caleb's first day at Ada Christian School - an awesome school 3 minutes from our house that hosts kids pre-k through 8th grade. Caleb was super-excited for his first day. Geared with his new Lightning McQueen backpack, we headed off extra early. I had a sitter for the girls so I could enjoy the moment (and take a few extra to cry in the car without questions). Separation definitely will not be a problem for Caleb, and he proved this by dashing ahead of me as soon as he hit the pavement after we parked our car at school. He was kind enough to hold my hand as we entered the building, but literally sprinted away from me, waving behind himself, as he ran to his classroom. He greeted his teacher, "Hi Mrs. Gormley!!" and attempted to give her a high-five -- typical 3 year old behavior, I'm sure. He found his locker (yep, 3 year olds have lockers nowadays) and stuffed his giant backpack inside. I gave him a hug and a kiss and he bolted into the room to play with the cars. I must have said goodbye to him four times, just standing at the door, unable to walk away. I was so proud of him for being so brave and excited, but was also in disbelief that this journey for him has snuck up on us so quickly.
When I picked him up he ran to me and gave me a giant hug. He said, "Mommy! I missed you!!" which just melted my heart. All of my sadness was replaced with pride at what a wonderful little boy we have.
...And then he told me about his day...
Let's just say we may need some prayers over here.
...but he had fun.