And yet, I cried like he was going away to college or something. Ok, I cried last night when no one could see me. When you've kept your baby home for 14 years, it's just a little (a lot) hard to let go of that control, even to people you have 110% faith in. Part of it is feeling guilty that I can no longer do it myself. Part of it is watching your plans and dreams die because God has other plans for him. I could go on, and some of you probably won't understand, but that's where I was at today. Jared and Benaiah: they were totally fine and cool with it all. Benaiah talked with his teachers, made sure he was signed up for the right things, found his locker (he has a locker!) and met a few students. Practice runs to school have been made. To Jared, it's old hat because he experienced it. To me, I never did. I was homeschooled all the way through high school, so ALL of this is new, and I'm very curious, not because I'm making sure everything is right, but I just want to understand how it all really works. I've only heard stories, lol. Academically he's at or above grade level, so it's just a matter of getting used to the pace and tests. Socially, oh my goodness, I never have to worry about that boy's social skills! He's Mr. Popular!
Anyway, thankfully, a couple of old friends of mine, who previously homeschooled their kid(s), came over to me and assured me all is well. It's only 57 students for 6 grade levels, so it should be fairly easy to get to know people. I did have to beg for pictures. Again, this is totally new for our family, and I didn't care if other parents did it or not. I wanted to mark this day in our family's history. Benaiah reluctantly agreed.
|He's got a locker! But they spelled his name wrong, of course.|
|Benaiah sporting his Canada shirt in the Sharks hallway.|
|Who names school's sports team and logo, etc.? Anyway, it's cute, but why sharks?|
|Cheeseburger pie. Not shepherd's pie. Just ground beef and cream with cheese.|
|Fried okra using Trim Healthy Mama copycat blend. Kids didn't like it, and that's fine, it's for me anyway.|
|Epic fail: Kale chips. Granted, there was a second leafy green in the bag and it's past it's prime, but still. Not going to do it again.|
|And last but not least, Mr. A turned 18 months today! Time flies! Having a bedtime snack here of a cheese danish, of which, he wanted to just eat the middle of.|
|Abishai sat down in his junior chair, which is too short for the counter, and tried to take bites of his danish from the edge. Too funny!|