Luke's First Day

Ok, I'll be honest. That's not a picture of Luke before his first day of school.

I had wanted to be able to say that I'd dressed Luke in an adorable, handsome "first day of school" outfit. Unfortunately, he caught sight of his garish yellow Spongebob shirt and insisted on wearing that instead.

I had also wanted to share pictures of Luke on his way to school, dwarfed by his little tote bag. Unfortunately, my camera battery picked this morning to die.

I had ALSO wanted to say that Luke surprised me by going willingly into his classroom with little crying and ended up having a great day. Yeah. I'll give you one guess on the real outcome of that one.

He was happy enough when I handed him across the doorway to his teacher, until she put him down and he realized I wasn't coming across the doorway, too. Then the screaming began. A friend checked on him a few minutes later and said he seemed calm enough and was playing on the floor with one of the teachers.

But when I picked him up, he was sitting outside the classroom in the little buggy (think of a stroller/wagon combo that seats 6). Luke wasn't crying; he was happy enough watching all the people go by. Turns out that unless he was in the buggy, he cried. The buggy was the only thing that seemed to cheer him up all morning. Classroom? Cry. Outside on the playground? Cry. Seeing Cody, even? Cry cry cry.

So they pretty much kept him in the buggy for the rest of the morning. The new word he came home from school with? Yep, buggy.

He was happy to see me and gave me a big hug. The teachers reported that he kept saying, "Mommy, Daddy, peas (please)?" Maybe he was hoping if he used his good manners, those mean teachers would bring Mommy and Daddy back?

Anyway, I guess it was a rough morning for him, but I'm glad to know they found something that cheered him up and were able to keep it going so that he did have SOME fun on his first day. And he wasn't the unhappiest kiddo there...when I came to pick him up, there was a little boy next to Luke in the buggy who had screamed for so long that he'd fallen asleep (and apparently had done the same on Monday). Poor guy.

I'm sure that we'll have at least a few more bumpy days as he gets used to me leaving him. But I've got to say, not much beats seeing this little face waiting for me when I come back. :)