First Day of School

Today was Frank's first day of school! I have been planing for this day all summer. Slowly gathering all the appropriate materials... meticulously labeling all of his supplies...Worrying about him making friends in yet another new school... I have quite possibly been a crazy person these past few days. While you might think it is only Pre-K... it is the all day, 5 days a week, Catholic school kind of preK... so i might as well be sending him to first grade... I found myself thinking I know he is ready for this... but am I ready for this? Ready or not... The alarm went off this morning (which in our house is Charlie) and off we go! It was a whirlwind getting him out the door with the other two this morning. He did not like the outfit I had picked out, so I let him choose his own clothes this morning, which was NEW... I think he looks very handsome though. With all the chaos we made it to school on time! And even had time for a photo-op before school

First Day of School 2012

Being super silly before school

I have been asking him all week "what do you want to be when you grow up" for this chalkboard, at first he said, "Phineas and Ferb mac n cheese" to which I replied, "No, not what do you want to EAT, what do you want to be?"

He has also told me he wants to be a "Frank" and a "Robot". {when i was in kindergarten i said i wanted to be a "babysitter"... which now days is kind of true} I read some "When I grow up books" with him this week to give him some ideas, but he still was not giving me a straightforward answer. Last night he said, "I want to be HAPPY"... exhausted of trying to get an answer from him I gave up asking. Then as i was thinking deeply last night I really liked that answer, I mean seriously... how adorable is that... all he wants to be is HAPPY! I mean come on, he is such a thinker... and We truly want nothing more from him than for him to be -happy- in life... I was all set to put Happy on the board... it was perfect, it was so Frank. 

Then this morning I asked one more time,"What do you want to be when you grow up? Fireman? Policeman?" 

Then Frank SHOCKED me by saying," No! No! No! I don't want to be a Fireman or Policeman, I want to be a doctor like daddy!"

Seriously... I am slightly post-baby/oldest baby growing up too fast hormonal and I could have just started crying right there (except them we would have been late... so stiff upper lip and power through). So I wrote it on the board and we took some cute pictures. I didn't make him specify MD or PhD... maybe that will be for next year... 

 I want to be a doctor like daddy!

showing off his new backpack

Big guy ready for school!

Then he took a quick "selfie" and we were off!

Running into school with all three... was crazy! I had all these pictures I was going to take (in my mind) and well... that did not happen! Frank was over the mom-arazzi... he was ready to get started!

forced smile in front of his cubby

Blurry pic of him "checking in"

another blurry pic... but the face says it all

ready to start the day!

And just like that he started a new school year...

His entourage was happy to accompany him... and of course will be happy to pick him up!

I seriously thought after how I felt at open house... that I might cry. Which is insane and completely caught me off guard... He has always gone to daycare/school... his is a big tough guy... he wasn' crying or screaming about not wanting to go to school... even so, I remember sitting with him at open house and was so shocked to find that big old lump in my throat about him growing up... Luckily drop off was so chaotic I did not have them time to be emotional... I never thought I would be the emotional type in these situations... I find that it is not necessarily him growing up that is so difficult... but the letting go, which I am sure never gets any easier. Luckily I get to spend the rest of the day with two other awesome kiddos... hopefully they decide to stop growing up so fast! {because clearly frank has his own agenda and is not listening to mine!}