My Baby is Off to School

So a few years ago, I never expected that I would have a third boy in our family. The two that we had in hour house were already very complicated and adding a third was not on the top of my list. But God laughed and Owen joined our family. All 10 plus pounds of him.


This kid is an amazing little boy. He is stubborn, can work an ipad better than his brothers and makes us laugh all of the time. Some of the things that come out of his mouth would shock an old person, but he will follow up his crude remarks with a sly eye, a shitty grin and an arm cross. He knows exactly what he is doing. I can’t believe that he will be three in about 2 months. And I also can’t believe that two weeks ago I took him to his very first day of school. The little man headed off to pre-school in the 2 1/2 year program. He is going to the same school that the other two boys attended years ago and loved so much.

He was so excited and talked about it non-stop the week before school started. He is extremely attached to me so I knew that this was going to be a hard transition for him. I knew that there would be tears – him not me 🙂

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We talked about his backpack, we talked about his teachers and on the first day, he walked into the school like he owned it. He ran right over to the train table and asked me to join him. But as soon as he realized that mommy wasn’t sticking around, the tears flowed. He was hysterical but since this is kid number 3, I knew that the best thing to do was to just give him a quick kiss and escape the room. His teacher scooped him up and I darted to my car. I was definitely sad, but I knew he would be okay. I spent two hours wondering if he was still crying or not. I figured if he was that I might have received a call from his teacher. At pickup time his teachers said that it took him awhile to come around. He wasn’t crying the entire time but he wasn’t happy either. Finally after recess he started to participate.

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Day two was another day of tears. Joey came with me that morning and we did another quick drop off. Day three, the same thing but according to his teachers he stopped crying within 30 seconds.

Finally on week two (day 3) he had zero tears. He hung up his backpack, kissed me goodbye and then went off to play with his play dough. Ever since then he has been perfectly fine. It didn’t take that long at all for him to adjust to me leaving. He has some wonderful new classmates and two awesome teachers. I know that he is in good hands. I love getting artwork from him every day and I love the giant hug that I get when I walk into his classroom at pickup. He’s been there three weeks now and loves every minute of it.

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Owen, my baby has officially grown up! I know that I should be sad, and don’t get me wrong, I am. I miss those special little moments where he would snuggle up with me but I also don’t mind the 2 and 1/2 hours, 3 days a week that I get to myself. But I do miss that stubborn little bugger!



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