And off we go…

Today marks a transition in the Brotherton household.

Our firstborn started Kindergarten.

We were calculating last night, and this means that for the next 18 years we will have a child going off to school every morning. From now until I’m 48 there will be homework, school lunches and early mornings — because we all know it goes until your child graduates from high school, no matter how responsible they think they are.

I did not cry.

Shocked awake by the alarm this morning, I rolled over and saw my 6-year-old son grinning like the Cheshier Cat.

“Is it time to get up and get ready for school?!”

I so remember that feeling. The anticipation of a new school year, the fun of new clothes and school supplies, the energy pulsing though your body that won’t let you sleep.

By 6:45 Eli was dressed and sitting on the couch. Wearing. His. Backpack.


Because mommy needed caffeine it was his first day, we got a small treat at Starbucks.

Then it was off to the elementary school.

Now it’s not just Eli’s first day. This is my first day as a school-age mom. So forgive me if I had a little trouble getting it all right. I’ll do better next time.

We took the obligatory “first day” picture and then marched off to the classroom.

Eli learned the morning check-in routine…

…and then was off to play on the playground.

And I didn’t cry.

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16 thoughts on “And off we go…

  1. You’re a better man than I because I cried like a hungry newborn with five pounds of poo in his diaper when my first went off to school for the first time.

    • GOOD description!! :) I know what that cry sounds like. Haha!

      I think it was all the people who have been praying for us, because I had a lot more peace than I expected to have. :)

  2. I cried….when I read this…so you are really brave!! I loved the one tire up on the curb picture because I can imagine myself doing that next week when our oldest goes to Kindergarten…and the starbucks treat was a great idea! It really is the start of a whole new season for families…”The School Years”..here we come..

    and Eli looked so cute on his first day! So grown up!

    • You’ll be fine, Dana! Eli had so much fun and he’s actually excited about doing his homework. We’ll see how long that lasts. :) I think it helped that I whined & worried all over the place for the last few weeks because I knew people were praying for me. I had more peace than I thought I would.

      When I asked Eli why he always wants to wear a polo, he replied, “I want to look sharp.” haha! Silly boy.

  3. This post is RAD! Eli’s gonna be a fantastic school kid, I’d want him as my classmate if I were just starting kindergarten. I totally remember that first day of kindergarten. I hope he had fun!

    • As someone who attended school with you, I’m glad you’re not there to train my son in the art of sleeping through all his classes. Then again, you always aced the exams…so it would be really good for him to follow your example. :)

      He had a great day. He said some of the kids cried because they missed their mom, but he didn’t cry. I’m going to take that to mean that he’s well adjusted & not that he was happy to be away from me. Haha!

    • Haha! I’m kinda surprised. I feel like I’ve been extra weepy due to the pregnancy/new baby hormones. But I didn’t even feel like crying. He was so excited and I was so excited for him. It was a great day. :)

    • Haha! Sorry, Kelly. That’s kind of why I haven’t watched Toy Story 3 yet. Everyone said they cried. I was worried enough about Kindergarten, I didn’t need the dread of college to weigh on me also. :)

  4. I’m so proud of you both! Don’t worry, someday you will look forward to the first day of school with the same giddy anticipation that I am feeling tonight. I’m getting my days back! Six glorious hours, every single day! Just me and Jorja, no fighting, no “I’m bored/hungry! There’s nothing to do/eat!” With Jorja, there is always something to do and eat, even if it’s the same thing, and that thing is crayons. I wish my life was that simple.

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