The summer went by far too quickly, it always does, but because Corrigan attended an extended-school program that had him in class all of the way through the first week of August, it hardly felt like a true summer break. Connor had a summer free from school, but he had Spring soccer that bled into Summer and then had JV soccer conditioning through the remainder of the summer as well, so he didn’t have too much down time either.
I thought that Corrigan would be super happy to learn that he was heading back to preschool, and even held off telling him until fifteen minutes before the bus came thinking that if I told him the day before, I would spend 36 hours pulling a crying 4-year old away from the front door. Instead, we told him and he became obviously anxious and no amount of Mommy or Daddy love could help him relax before his bus came.
He didn’t cry, but he was very stoic and tight-lipped.
He knows the direction that the bus arrives, and spent the time cranking his neck to look up the road for Mr. Tom and the big yellow bus.
It is going to be a great school year, Corrigan is going five days a week this time around and yesterday I got the call that he was accepted into an out-of-school Occupational and Speech Therapy program which will hopefully be a wonderful addition to the therapies he also receives in school.
Cor will only be attending school for a half-day, mainly because he is still developmentally young and takes long afternoon naps but also because Mommy wasn’t ready to hand over his feeding pump and medicine to the school nurse just yet. His school is more than prepared to take care of my tube-fed little guy, but I’m not ready to hand over that responsibility. I will have no choice next year. I know, I know….birds and nests and baby birds flying and all that but not yet. Nope. Not ready.
A nice surprise is that his cousin is on the same bus, which means that bus is full of awesome.
I went looking for last year’s first day photo and forgot that he began his school year with long, floppy hair. Also, I must be drawn to putting Corrigan in royal blue on first day mornings. I love all three of my guys in blue!
what a difference a year makes!
His teacher said that he had a good first morning and he was reluctant to come home with me at pick-up, which is a great sign!
Happy New School Year!