So the drop off went better than expected yesterday. Tre cried, which kind of surprised me, but I think he was freaked by a new teacher. By the time I finished dropping William off in his classroom, I checked on Tre and he was already fine. William clung to me, of course, but didn't scream in terror, at least when I was there. I walked out before that could happen and I could hear him start crying. Is it bad that I didn't have a panic attack? I think I haven't been without William for so many months that I almost welcomed the break and prepared myself for his cries (he cried nearly EVERY day that I dropped him off last year). I did call after about an hour to check on them and they were both fine :)
Today we went to the Doctor so Scott (my brother-in-law) brought Tre in. Scott texted and said he didn't cry, but seemed scared. My poor guy! Our doctors appointment didn't take too long, so I decided to bring William late just to stick with a routine (and, if we are going to be honest, give myself some "me" time). Shockingly, he clung to me, but didn't cry. I was proud. When I went to pick him up, he was so excited. He told me he had a cookie, and got a sticker and read a dinosaur book and played outside! We were walking out of the class when he turned back and yelled, "BYE CLASS!!" (He's the only part-timer) It was hysterical!!! I am so proud of them both!
I'm already anxious about next year and Tre going to Kindergarten! I think I will be a mess. I really do. My sister laughs at me, but I think I'm going to be "that" mom that follows the bus to school.
You think I'm lying? I'M NOT!
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