Today is Judah’s first day of school. Paul and I feel so blessed that we had these past 5 years at home with the kids. I’ve spent these years pouring out, teaching, shaping and molding our son. This past week he passed all Kindergarten assessments to which his teacher said “Mom, you’ve done a great job!” It’s so nice to hear that all of our hard work has paid off.
Now for those that really want to know…Did I cry? I did a pretty good job of containing myself. Rebekah on the other hand did not. Below are the records for the day.
Records
Time I got up this morning = 5:30am
# of times I’ve seen that time of the morning = ZERO
Time the kids got up this morning = 6:00am
# of times Paul tried to make me cry = too many to count
# of times Paul mocked me for wanting to cry = 45 minutes straight
# of times me wanting to cry in that 45 minutes = too many to count he kept trying to make me cry
# of times I prayed for safety at school = 1 really big long one
# of times I thanked God for allowing me these past 5 years at home with the kids = at least 5 on the way to school
# of pictures I took = 63 including videos
# of minutes I stayed at school = 25
# of things I kept remembering to tell his teacher so I wouldn’t have to leave = too many to count
# of times Judah wanted to leave with us = ZERO
# of times he cared we were leaving = ZERO
# of times I wanted to grab Judah and take him home with me = 1 but Rebekah’s meltdown [see below] began so I was carrying and running away with the younger child.
# of times I swallowed back tears and couldn’t speak from wanting to cry = at least 20
# of times Rebekah looked over at Judah’s empty car seat = at least 12
Finally
# of times tears actually left the eyes and ran down the cheeks = ZERO
# of meltdowns = 1 Rebekah not mommy. Rebekah wanted to stay with Judah and had to be carried out of school crying. That is probably THE only reason I did not cry.
You can click here for some more pictures of this momentous occasion.







