The front of the lunchbox which looks like Superman's chest...
The back of the lunchbox. It has a real little cape that hangs off the back! How cute!
Here's my little angel in his cute little uniform, ready for the first day of school.
Here's my little angel making fun of me for being sad that he is going to the first day of school.
It has been a rough day - for me, at least. I don't know why. It seems so silly to be sad. I was kind of looking forward to having some time to myself to get some things done around the house. But instead I was just sad because of the new milestone that reminded me that my little baby is growing up so quickly. I know I'm not the only mom at Montessori who was feeling these mixed emotions today. I dare say there were probably more crying mommies than crying children there today.
Nicholas made me smile though as he got out of the car. He waved to me and said, "Bye!" with a big smile on his face. I watched him walk confidently to his class and I felt so proud of him and so happy to have him in my life. After drowning my sorrows at Starbucks over a venti caffe latte and a magazine, I realized that my tearfulness was due in part to some sadness that Nicholas is getting older but I think a lot of it was also a happy kind of cry (I know you men out there can't comprehend that concept!). I thought back over the last three years and how blessed we have been. Nicholas is such a delight and a joy to be around. He is bright and happy and always doing creative things that just amaze us. He has his whole future ahead of him and I pray that he loves every minute of it. I pray that his life is full of as much happiness as he has brought to our lives.
I felt good by the time that I headed home - but I still got absolutely nothing productive done while Nicholas was at school. The house was too quiet and I felt restless. I couldn't seem to function without my missing 3 year old appendage hanging on me. Stuart called to check on me later in the day because he knows how sappy I am. He said I'll probably feel much better tomorrow. I hope so. Dad also called to check on how the day was going and to see how Nicholas did on his first day.
Nicholas was excited to see me when I went to pick him up. He was so cute waving his little hand at me with a big smile on his face. He said he had a great day. His teacher included a little note to me which said, "Nicholas is very eager to learn! He has a sweet heart. During morning prayer he said, 'Thank you for my teacher!'". What a charmer!
Nicholas said that his favorite part of the day was playing on the playground. He told me about some new friends that he met. We stopped for ice cream on the way home. Nicholas got a cone with sprinkles all over it. He told the man behind the counter how his first day of school went. We sat outside and enjoyed our cold treats.
Nicholas decided he wanted to bite into some of the cone itself...so he did. Then he proceeded to start poking his finger through the hole and pulling out ice cream through the hole with his hands. You know, the "old pre-Nicholas me" would have been worried about teaching him to eat the ice cream neatly, not sticking his fingers in it, and worried about not getting it all over his fingers, face, and clothing. But Nicholas has taught me to just have fun and experience life and I'm so much better for it. So eat your ice cream with you fingers and just bite into that cone whenever you want to!
Nicholas wanted to tell Stuart how is day went so we called and talked to him for a while. When Nicholas had said all that he wanted to say to Stuart, he said, "Ok, I'm all done talking to you now" and tried to hang up the phone. Before we left, Nicholas wanted to go back inside the ice cream store to say goodbye to the man behind the counter and to sing him a song that he learned at school. The man was very sweet and gladly accepted the serenade.
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