The day finally came when we had to take our oldest baby to his first day of real school. I've been anticipating this day for about...ohhhh 5 and 1/2 years. I just cannot believe that his time at home is done. That's what gets me. It's not being away from him all day, it's not "kindergarten", it's knowing that he will never spend the majority of his waking hours with me anymore (with the exception of weekends, holidays, teacher in service days, summers, and sick days). He has so much to learn and experience. Selfishly, I feel like I'm missing out on time spent with Ryan. He has so much to say and wants to know everything; I am sad to know that he will have to learn how to censor his thoughts and ideas because there is no way a teacher can keep up with the ramblings of 28 5 year olds!We hired a sitter to watch AJ and Will so that Heath and I could both devote our full attention to Ryan's big morning. I got up early and COOKED BREAKFAST! We were all set to go, early to take photos, dressed in his new uniform when..."mom, I don't feel so good". I took him to the bathroom just in time. The poor little guy was so sick. After about 10 minutes of 'being sick' he decided that he felt fine so we took him to school. I warned the teacher, but Ryan insisted that he felt "A - OK" and wanted to stay. 2 hours later I got a call from the school nurse. So, on his first day of school when I wanted to cry, I instead busied myself with cleaning the bathroom and snuggling all 3 of our little guys at home on the couch!
