First Day of School!

First up, Miss Addie, all ready to go.
And my little man, off to kindergarten!!! Sniff, sniff..
It went great. Dropped Addie off first, she started at the normal time. As soon as we got to school, her four best friends flocked to her saying, "Addie!! Addie!!" It was so cute. They quickly all started chattering together. I got to see all the moms, and see how all their summers were. A lot of them have younger children that are starting kindergarten too. It was all so darn cute. I met Addie's teacher and waited for a little while until they started school. Soon they all lined up and the school year was off to a start. So adorable. I love school. :)

Miles had a partial day. Mostly just an orientation, see the classroom, sign more papers. They colored, read a story, played with toys in the classroom. They each got a treat bag with symbolic things. Like a band-aid for reminding you to help a friend in need, a cotton ball because the room is full of warm feelings...ok I actually forgot the actual meaning. But it was nice. After our time in the classroom, we all went for a bus ride. There was a question and answer part at the end. My son was too busy talking to his friend to bother listening during the whole thing. Being the super-wacko-rule-follower that I am - this troubled me.

Afterwards, we were free to go. It went by fast, no tears from me, as I thought for months that would happen. I cried for 6 months before Addie went. I think the actual first day might be hard, but it felt good being the experienced mom for once. All in all, a great, great day. :)

Ok, now the pictures...because I am a firm believer in keeping it real, the actual conversation for the below pic went like this:

Me: Aw, you guys look so nice! Hey Miles, hold Daddy's hand.
Miles: No.
Me: Alrighty then.


And these are from after school, since Miles refused to pose beforehand.

Ok, not sure why, but after this picture, Miles knocked over Jason. For some reason I started cracking up. I guess because Jason did not expect to be knocked over. In front of the school. In his good work pants. By a 5 year old. Did I mention it was in front of the school? Man was that funny.