Then I blink my eyes, and he's starting preschool!
What happened? Where did the time go? All of a sudden I'm dropping him off at school, kissing him goodbye, and he's off to play with his friends. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as I watched him exploring his new classroom, checking everything out, and enjoying this new adventure. I didn't; however, want him to see my cry. I didn't want him to think I was sad, because I didn't want his happiness to be affected by my (silly) temporary emotions! I was mostly worried that after I left, he would want me and I wouldn't be there, but I also knew that he has great teachers who would take wonderful care of him.
Evans walked me out to the car, then I cried! I cried most of the way home (which is only 10 minutes, I didn't cry for hours!), but once I walked into the house and heard the silence, I was better! It was wonderful to have a few hours to relax a little, and get a few things done without keeping up with Clark at the same time. I was able to get so much accomplished, and I'm really looking forward to this time alone (until December when the baby will be here)!
I'm so proud of how well Clark did during his first week, and can't wait to see what all he learns this year!
