We have completed six days of kindergarten (only 174 to go), and I am proud to report that it is going well!  I say we because this kindergarten business has been just as much of an adjustment for me as it has been for Taylor; probably more so.  Taylor jumped right into kindergarten without looking back.  She was so excited as we drove her to her first day and could not wait to get started.  She proudly got out her folder, put her lunch and backpack in her cubby and said hello to her friends. She gave us hugs and a kiss and said “See you at pickup” and went right to work on the assignment she had at her table.  I was so proud of her, that I had a hard time even finding sad tears.  I definitely teared up when leaving the room and walking back to the car, but honestly, I was more proud than anything.  This kid really amazes me and I am so proud of her. I’m not going to lie, I did cry a bit more when I was actually in the car and pulling away from the school. By eleven in the morning, I was so antsy.  I wanted to get back in the car and get her already but we still had hours to go. We are adjusting well though, even me. Taylor loves kindergarten so much already.  She really loves the school, the classroom, the teacher, her friends, and all that kindergarten entails.  I am so glad we made the decision to send her to a week of a summer reading camp that her school hosted.  It was a way for the kids to get to know the school and some of the staff, all the while meeting new friends that would become classmates.  Taylor came home after the first day and was talking about two boys in the summer program who were a set of twins.  She really enjoyed hanging out with them and would come home and tell me about the things they did.  As Todd and I were discussing how adorable it was and how proud we were of her for jumping in and making new friends, we realized we knew who the kids were. As it turns out, the twin boys (and their adorable older brother) are the sons of a coworker of Todd’s.  Since I used to work at the same company, I knew this woman, too.  These three boys and our three kids became such fast friends and we spent time with them this summer going to various playgrounds and letting the kids hang out.  Fortunately, one of the boys is in Taylor’s class and that has been so wonderful for both of them.  It also makes me feel good knowing that there are other kids there who know and love my girl to help look after her.  Much to Taylor’s delight, her good friend from down the street is also in her class, so she’s really happy.  Not only does she know friends already, but she’s making new friends and is so happy.

Now that we are in somewhat of a routine and have found a flow that works for our family, it’s all going to change again once the boys begin school this week.  I am pretty much going to be spending more time in my car than at my house, but I guess that’s what I signed up for!  Leaving the boys at their first day of pre-school is really going to send me into a tail spin. At least when Taylor went off to school, I still had my little buddies, but with them spending their morning getting an education and learning how to be good citizens, I am on my own. I am really going to be at a loss for a while, but I am sure I will adjust with time.  The boys are beyond excited to begin “Big Boy School” and I am trying to encourage them and keep that happiness forefront in their minds.  I am pretty sure they will be just fine, but there is a chance that one or both of them will cry when I leave, and that would honestly shatter my heart. We’ll see how it goes. I mean…just look at these two. They’ve come a long way from writing on the walls with poop. My babies!