All Grown Up

Well I guess it's official, my little boy is all grown up!  Today was his first day of kindergarten.  We have a rough morning but we made it.  He woke up a couple times during the night (once because Calleigh woke him up with her crying and the other time because his nose was running) so he was a little tired to start the morning.  I thought I had everything ready to go but apparently I didn't!  We spent about 10 minutes trying to find his shoes!   When he finally got them on he complained the show was twisted - not sure what was going on with that.  We left a few minutes later than I wanted and he whined the whole way to school:  "I'm so tired", "My shoe still hurts", "I don't want to eat".  Now I was more nervous that he was going to whiny on his first day and not enjoy it than I was about him growing up and leaving me.  What a change when we pulled into the parking lot!  We got out and he was a totally different child.  He was now grown up and ready for school.  We walked in the building and he pointed out the orange crayon he is supposed to look for over his door.  He walked into the room and the teacher told him to pick a seat so he did.  He put his backpack on the chair, got a crayon and began coloring.  It was like he had been there forever.  He forgot we were even there!!!  I hugged him and kissed him then got ready to leave but felt as if I was missing and forgetting to do something.  What else was I to do?  He was fine and I didn't really have anything to inform the teacher so I guess Mommy was done.  I asked Calleigh if she wanted to give him a hug goodbye and she said no.  Daddy gave him one last hug and words of encouragement and we left.  I didn't cry!  I was amazed.  Calleigh was sad because this is the first time they haven't been in the same building during the day.  She said, "Mommy, Preston didn't hug me goodbye!"  I had to remind her that it was her that didn't want to hug.  It took her a few minutes to be okay but once we got her to her new teacher she was fine.  I was more emotional picking Preston up this afternoon.  When the lady called his name on the radio to say his ride was here I felt so proud.  I don't know what about it made me start to get emotional but I did.  Then I saw him coming out of the building.  Wow - did he grow while he was there?  He looked like such a big boy!  He got in the van and immediately had to tell us about lunch and how he had to get a milk or chocolate milk.  He had chicken nuggets, potatoes and applesauce.  Someone tried to talk to him but he was busy eating!  He was so happy.  It was really at that moment that I teared up.  I can remember the days of picking him up from daycare and asking him what he did and he couldn't tell me - his language hadn't developed enough and he didn't understand.  Now he was able to give me details!  I am a proud Mommy today.  He must have worked hard today because he fell asleep on the way home.  I love my little guy!