First Day(s)

We started back to school last week... well, Lila did. Wyatt started preschool today.

Here's a picture of my new first grader on HER first day.

And one without the sign. I got the little paper speech bubbles for $1 (I think there are 20); I thought they'd be fun in pictures.

Lila's long-term aspirations right now.

Sitting at her desk (1st graders get their own desk, not a shared table!)

We were the first to arrive that morning... I think the only reason we were able to be that early was that Ben took a work call from home (which meant I didn't have to bring the other kids along).

I took one last picture as I walked out the door. She has the same teacher (in the red shirt) she had last year in Kindergarten. There was supposed to be one other student from her Kindergarten class in this class, but then we found out that she withdrew from the school. So Lila doesn't have any of her former classmates with her. There were 23 students in her class last year, and five 1st grade classes this year. The fact that she is the only one to repeat with Mrs. A seems remarkable to me. Fortunately she likes her teacher! (Lila does know some of the other kids a little from PE, field trips, etc.)

I took this picture today before taking Lila to school.

They weren't very thrilled about taking pictures.

Here is Wyatt on HIS first day

Lila starts school at 8, but Wyatt doesn't start until 9. Then his day ends at 2, and hers ends at 3. It is nice I don't have to have them at 2 different places at the same time, although if they were a little closer together I could utilize my time better.

If you haven't noticed yet, Wyatt has three picture faces: (1) no smile, (2) yelling "cheese!" (which results in squinty eyes and open mouth), or (3) looking away. Oh well, I take what I can get.

I asked him what he wanted to be.

He loves his daddy :)

When we got to school, we met up with his best buddy.

They are in classrooms right across the hall from each other.

Evan said, "Let's hold hands, Wyatt" as they were walking in to school. How sweet is that?!

Standing next to his cubby in the hall where he hangs up his backpack.

Finding his desk.

The classroom is shared with a MWF class, so don't worry - his name was hidden by his paper - nobody called him Alivia :)

I helped him find a crayon - he chose black which seems to always be his first choice of crayon color - and then I gave him a little kiss and said goodbye.

One last look before I left (his teacher is kneeling beside him).

I was very surprised there weren't any tears or pleading for me to stay. Even this past Sunday, he didn't want to go to Sunday School at first! But today, he was fine! I felt a little emotional... not sad to leave, just sad at how fast he is growing up. He came home saying he had fun. I asked if he wanted to go back, and he said yes! Oh, and the raccoon picture made it home too... filled in completely with black! :)