All weekend we heard about how much longer there was until Monday morning. I would be shocked if the kid got more than 3 hours of sleep last night. He was that excited. I was too- I know it took me forever to wind down and get to sleep last night. It was fun to get out his little firetruck lunchbox last night and make my son's lunch that he was taking to school in the morning (he has half of a turkey sandwich, cheez-its, nectarine, go-gurt, orange juice and a granola bar if anyone cares- and I don't expect him to eat much today but I wanted him to have options). So we were off to school this morning. Rob had a big morning at work so he left around 6:00 a.m. then came back in time for all of us to walk Rex to school.
When we got to school, it was a giant cluster of kids trying to line up to go inside and parents wanting to watch every last second before they disappeared inside the school building (yes, Rob and I are included in that group).
I got him over in the right line, told his teacher good morning, gave him a kiss and of course, started crying. It was just such a big moment- though you wouldn't have known it by looking at Rex. He acted all cool, like this was just what he did everyday. No big deal. No crying or melting down from that guy. There was plenty of that going around from his little brother though. I think everyone there heard Wyatt yelling, "I wanna go to kinnergarten!!" I had to carry him away screaming and crying because he did not want to leave. That turned out to be not so bad because it kind of snapped me out of my little teary-eyed moment and back to reality and dealing with him. It was the longest walk home EVER. Then we took Rob to work and once we got back home, I think it turns out Wyatt is enjoying his time as King of the House. No one steals his toys, he gets to pick whatever he wants during tv time and, best of all, we are going to the pool later. That right there really cheered him up. On to our new adventures!
