All Worked Out

First day of First Grade over. Diagnosis, difficult start followed by uncontrolled bouts of glee due to awesome teacher. It started out fine this morning, Big T got himself up and dressed early and was good to go to school, until it was time for us to leave, then he had himself a little mini-meltdown. Saying he didn't want to stay, wanted me to stay, wanted to go home, you know, anything he could think of. Luckily, First Grade has Legos. Legos saved us this morning. I got him over to the play area with a couple other kids and was able to distract him for a bit. We went over to say goodbye and he started freaking out a bit, but got back into the Legos and was fine.

I picked him up and he said he really liked his teacher, that his teacher is really funny and they played fun games and had a lot of recesses. Needless to say, I'm very happy about this. I was really nervous for him this morning, as the transition from Kindergarten to First Grade is quite a big one. The bathrooms are not in your classroom anymore, the playground isn't just for you anymore, you're going all day long to school, hanging around with the big kids. It's different to be sure. And I was hopeful that we'd avoid the crying, but he really only does it with me. Which my wife likes to point out whenever she can.

But it ended up being a good first day. Tomorrow is the first day of Fall Ball, hopefully we'll get our hats, they didn't come in yet. All the other team hats came in, but not ours. It's also back to school night for Big T and for Little E's pre-school. So the schedule for tomorrow night it busy, and since the kids go to school about 30 minutes from where we play baseball, it's going to be a driving intensive night. Should be fun!