The post before this was Quinn's first day at the daycare at our church. One week later, he had his first "official" day of school. His K-3 class meets on Tuesdays and Thursdays and he is in the daycare the other days. So on Tuesday, August 23rd, I took him to school for the very first time. Luckily for me, it was the day of my school's Open House, so I didn't have to be at school as early as usual. I was so happy that I was able to walk him to class that first time.
Here he is in front of our house, wearing his new "Pack Pack" and a great first day smile.
As soon as we walked into the room, he saw all the toys his teacher had laid out for the kids to play with. He had never been in this room before so everything was new and exciting. He got right down to exploring.
While Quinn was checking everything out, I took a few shots of the room.
This is his teacher, Mrs.James.
His hook for his book bag.
His name on the door. Oh, if only it had been an orange paw!
I said my final goodbye and got a hug and kiss, so I could slip out of the room before the tears began to fall. Just before I walked out, I looked back for one last look....and this is what he was doing.
He was playing.
Not begging me to stay.
He was happy. He was having fun. And he felt comfortable there.
How could I cry when my boy wasn't? And was ready to be at school?
And so far, everyday has been a fun day for him. Mrs. James says he does well in her group and that makes me happy! I hope he will always love school!