
I was a wreck by the time we got into the class, though. The school had that "new school smell" and when we walked up and I saw the sign that said "Welcome to Kindergarten" and his name on a folder outside on the table, the tears started! I'm such a sap! It was even worse when I saw his cubby and his name all over the room in the individual areas.

His class is pretty cool. There all sorts of areas and centers that are designated for different things. One is weather and time and reading. There's a piano and a guitar and a huge long white board. There's a large TV and a carpeted circle area. On one wall, they have little pockets with "Our Jobs" over the top. On that we noticed that Ty's stick was in "off duty" currently. We all had a chuckle about that... hee hee.

The whole time we were there though, I kept thinking, how is it possible that my kid, my baby, my first born, is old enough to be going to school? How did we get here? Wasn't he just a toddler in his crib calling out "wann ooout!"
And now, he's this tall, gorgeous young man, old enough for Kindergarten. Old enough to be away from mom and dad for the day. Old enough to learn to read and write and count higher than he knows now. Old enough to make potential life long friends and become part of a class - the class of 2020! Amazing.
As we were leaving, we peeked into the Boys' Bathroom so he'd know where it was. I said to him, "what do you think?" And he said in his ever-so-grown-up-way, "it looks like a bathroom." What a goof.
I'm going to be a mess come Tuesday. Anyone have any Kleenex?