He's Ready to Go
All Smiles for the First Day
With somewhat less teary eyes than last year, on Monday morning I brought Jackson to Briarlake Elementary School for his first day of 1st grade. His teacher's name is Mrs. Wise. Jackson woke us up that morning at 6:52 saying "that it is time to get going".
After force feeding a few bites of yogurt and bagel, checking the backpack, and taking the obligatory pictures, we headed out. This year Jackson didn't hold my arm quite as long, give me quite as many kisses or keep my gaze as I left the classroom. (But he did give me lots of hugs).
I found myself lingering at the doorway not wanting to part ways quite so quickly. This made me realize that the tables have already turned at the young age of 6! The toddler years where he clung to my legs and cried when I left are fading faster than I'd like, too. I envision that for the next 12 years I'll be the one that is holding on longer and crying instead. I'm not ready...
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