It's true, our baby Crewe is an official preschooler. Sniff, sniff.
Chris and I were hesitant about sending our littlest guy to school for the first time, but to Crewe there was no hesitation. I mean none. Crewe was so excited about his first day that he woke up at 5:30 this morning. When we walked to the end of the drive to wait for the bus, he watched like a hawk for the beloved yellow limousine that he no doubtly dreamed about for the past week.
The moment he caught a glimpse of the wheels on the bus, he yelled "there it is!" and made a mad dash toward it. When the doors opened, he stepped up without taking a single look back. Chopped liver, that's what we are when the bus is around.
Like every mom who can't believe her baby is going to school, I naturally jumped in the car and followed the bus to school. At school, I found the principal and preschool teachers excitedly greeting the kiddos in the 95 degree weather (it was only 9 am). Crewe took a spot in the shade next to the school nurse while waiting for his classmates to arrive -- classmates like cute Mathew. Even though Crewe and Mathew had never met before, Mathew gave Crewe a big hug immediately upon seeing him and then grabbed his hand. And there it happened, Crewe made his first school friend. Mathew and Crewe were still holding hands when I walked away from the school entrance!
I'm going to miss my little guy during the 2 1/2 hours he's gone Monday - Thursday. With five classmates, one teacher and two aides, I have a feeling he'll not even know I'm gone. Crewe, I can't wait to see the fun creations you will bring home in your first backpack!




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