First Day of Preschool

Tuesday, Oct 2nd was Lucas' first day of preschool. Ralph and I looked at many different types and finally decided on the program that Glenbard North HS offers. I remember being a part of this class in high school and remember the one on one attention that each of the preschoolers got. There were a lot of emotions flying around the days leading up to the first day. Mostly with me. Lucas has never been in any type of daycare (we were lucky enough to be able to utilize my mom since he was about 18mths old) so I was a little nervous how he would do being in a different place without anyone he knew. That little man of mine was a CHAMP! I on the other had was a complete mess. I had so many emotions about this day; I was sad, obviously, because my little man really is no longer a toddler. He is such a "kid" now and there isn't an ounce of baby/toddler anywhere in him. I was also so proud of him. He was super excited about school and couldn't stop talking about things he hoped he'd learn and people he'd meet. No fear in this kid! There is a big part of me that was nervous for him. Being that he has been with family his whole life, how would he react to new faces. Is he going to understand what the teacher's are saying to him, is he going to get it.

When we got to the school Tuesday morning I had butterfly's in my stomach. So many times I had to catch myself because I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. When the teachers came to meet us at the front door they asked us parents to let our kids walk with the HS teachers. This way they would get used to the daily routine. Lucas was a little unsure at first but after a little reassurance from Mom and Dad he was just fine. This is when the first round of tears hit me. My little guy is growing up! I quickly got control of myself and headed into the room. Lucas was in HEAVEN!!! So many toys and books and activities to do. The director of the program took the parents into a connecting room to discuss curriculum, normal day to day activities and just what to expect. After our little talk that was it. Time for the parents to leave.

I didn't know how this "goodbye" was going to go. Was Lucas going to start to cry, was he going to ask me to stay, was I going to be able to keep control of me? He was playing with some other kids so I just called to him and said we were leaving. He said, "Bye Mom, love you" and that was it. We left and again, the tears began to fall.

We went to pick him up at 12 and he was so excited to tell us about his day. He was also very tired! Each day they focus on one color, one letter, one number and one shape. He also made some friends.

I'm so excited for this new adventure that Lucas is on. I'm looking forward to all the crazy homemade art projects and I can't wait to hang them on my fridge.

He goes Tues, Wed and Fri from 8:30-12. I really feel that this is going to help him be better prepared for kindergarten.

Check out how grown up he looks! Love him so much!