Getting There

Eli is the youngest and it showed on Monday morning, his first day of kindergarten. He got in line ok, but soon started crying. I hung around as long as I could and then I had to leave. No parents could accompany their child inside. Picture him with a quavering lip, a sad face, tear-stained cheeks and a tissue in hand. He got through it and came out smiling—with a yellow card. Seems he did not behave as well as he could have. He scribbled rather than try to write his name and would not sit still on the mat. We had a little chat that night about him losing iPad privileges and he has had a green card since then—green for good.

This was the first time Eli has ever had to deal with a cold lunch and he came home with quite a surprise. They don’t get a lot of time to eat, and on the first day, Eli shoved everything into his lunchbox, opened drink and all. He came home with a wet backpack, lunchbox and folder. Huts explained to him that he needed to toss all of his trash and so far, he has listened.

We got to the second day, the first day of before care for the kids at the school, and there were more tears. Tori was hoping to see Ms. Lynn, but she was switched to another school. So, Tori started crying and then Eli followed suit. Luckily, there was a woman working who got Eli interested in the Legos and started chatting with Tori.

Finally, Friday came and Eli got up, got dressed and went to school with a smile but told his dad he wished he could stay home. It has been one long week for that kid. He has done a good job and is even getting more involved in soccer. He has his first game tomorrow. Wish us luck.