This morning as I was trying to get Josh to wake up for school, I asked him if he was excited or nervous for school to start. He didn't respond right away so I asked "Well, how do you feel?" His response? "Tired."
And that's how the first day of 3rd grade started. He did finally get up and out of bed and things went pretty smoothly after that although it did take him a while to decide what to wear. I told him that he had some nice shirts hanging up in his closet. After what felt like forever he decided on this outfit.
I made his current favorite breakfast, mint chip pancakes, and by this time he said he was excited to start school. We had met his teacher yesterday and she seems super nice. I noticed that he was sitting by TJ, a boy from his class last year that he got along with pretty well. Unfortunately, this was also the worst student in the class who would hide under desks, constantly talk out of turn, never finish his assignments, and spent time in the office everyday with a 'life coach'. You can imagine my concern when I saw that they were sitting next to each other. I told the teacher that it would be a good idea if they didn't sit by each other and she said she would take care of it. This morning when I dropped him off, I noticed that he and TJ were still sitting by each other. I hope that she will be proactive and that I made a good decision by requesting her.
Overall, I think Josh is handling the start of the new school year great. I, on the other hand, am kind of a wreck. I sent him to Kindergarten through second grade without so much as a sniffle but last night I could hardly sleep due to stressing out about sending him to third grade. I'm so nervous for him that I had to fight tears as I walked him to school this morning. I purposely slept in with the awful hope that if I didn't wake up, he wouldn't have to go to school. It didn't work. Only 4 1/2 more hours and then I can pick him up and I'll see that he had a great day, made friends and that I worried for nothing, right?