Today was filled with lots of cooking, kids playing outside all day, eating, board games, exhausted kiddos and an even more exhausted Mom. I had a great blog planned documenting my day with some inspiring words of wisdom, but, my body and brain had other plans in mind. My brain cells are so jumbled right now, I’m surprised I’m able to form complete sentences, let alone write a complete paragraph.
I hope you all had a great holiday, spent time with loved ones and got the true meaning of what this day means. Enjoy the rest of your day, take care, thanks for reading, and tomorrow is another day.
Today is Elijah’s first day of Kindergarten. He’s very excited. So excited that he woke up at 6:03 this morning!!!
It’s a pretty big deal around here. My first born is starting school today. My baby is now a little boy, about to enter a new world, filled with so many exciting and amazing things. I’m happy, sad, nervous, excited…you name the emotion, guaranteed, I’m feeling it. But I’m confident that I have prepared him enough that he will be fine. I know he’ll be fine. He’s been waiting for this day for 2 1/2 years!!!
It’s been 2 hours since Elijah got on the bus for his first day of school. He wanted his Dad to wait with him this morning, and that was a great one-on-one time for the both of them. Dad took pictures and video, and he looked so happy and oh so grown up. I, of course, did the typical mom thing…fussed over his clothes, made sure every strand of hair was in place, took pictures, and told him over and over how proud I was of him. For the most part, Elijah was pretty cooperative, but I could tell he was just itching to get out and go to school. I can’t wait to hear all about it when he gets home…
The only thing is, I didn’t cry and I thought I would. Does that make me a bad mom?
Elijah had a GREAT first day. Isaac and I met him at the bus coming home and it was bittersweet. He really wanted his Dad to be there, but he and Justus went into town and were trying to get back in time. At first, Elijah was heartbroken, but like the trooper he is, dusted it off and moved on.
I’m glad he enjoyed his first day and I really hope that the enthusiasm continues throughout the year. I also want to make sure he is being challenged. Yes, he’s 4 years old, but he’s a SMART 4 year old – and this is not a biased Mom boasting about her child. It’s the truth. The vocabulary on this child is at the level of a 7-9 year old. He’s smart, he’s got a thirst for knowledge and I want to make sure his mind is being challenged. Call me crazy, I don’t care, he’s my son and he’s going to go far in this world.
I am not raising children…I am raising future successful MEN, and it started the second they were born!!!