Connor's First Day of Preschool.

I cannot believe it even typing the title of my post.  It does not seem like he should be starting preschool already. I guess I just didn't realize how hard it was actually going to be. I couldn't even talk about it to Corey because I would cry every time. So he just stopped bringing it up. But the day finally came to actually bring him to school. Corey and I would joke and say I probably wouldn't even take him so he came with me to make sure.

Connor seemed fully confident in starting school. Which made me a little more at ease. He was excited about all the things I told him he would get to do there. So the night before we went grocery shopping for his lunches to figure what to pack him since we couldn't make our usual peanut butter and nutella (Connor's absolute favorite and must have on a daily basis). They informed us that another child had a nut allergy so that left us wandering around the store figuring out what Connor would eat for lunch all while he took a very hard nap in the buggy so no help from him. 

We got home and I got his clothes laid out, lunch packed and ready to go, all his papers signed, and nap mat rolled up placed by the door. We were ready to go! That morning I woke him up and got him dressed and out the door. We listened to our Ready for School Sesame Street CD on the way to school and he was excited. We walked in and then he just froze. All confidence out the door. So I stayed for about 20 minutes trying to convince him of how much fun they will have after the parents leave. As me and Corey walked back down the hall he came running after me calling for me. They got him and took him back to his room. I went to my car and cried like a little baby. Corey went on to work and I went home. I debated going back and picking him up. I even called Corey asking if I should go check on him or get him. He talked me out of it. 

We finally picked him up around 3 and he didn't even want to leave! He had so much fun. He met a bunch of new friends, painted a picture, and got to play outside. He even took a nap for them (which I was very worried about). All in all I was so proud of my big boy!! Me on the other hand handled the day like a big baby.


I have cared and loved this boy for all of his life and spent not many of his days away from me. It is such a bittersweet experience. It breaks my heart to know that he is growing up and will soon not need me as much or get to spend everyday together, but it also brings joy to my heart knowing he is learning and growing into a beautiful and smart little boy. One that is so curious about EVERYTHING. Although he gets mad at me for calling him my baby, that is what he will always be. God truly blessed me when he sent Connor Hayes Crumpton into my life.