First Day of School

Let me just say that a day at school for a boy is very different than for a girl. The real picture of the day - the one that tells the whole story - would be what he looked like when he came home. Of course I did not take that picture for whatever reason. The boy was filthy from head to toe front and back and that is not an exaggeration. I had never seen anything quite like it. In Anna Grace's two years of MDO she never came home even close to that dirty. He had dirt all over his knees, down one leg, on the seat of his shorts and on his face. He was a mess.

I was a little nervous for Dean since he is not a huge fan of change but he was a champ. Anna Grace helped out too by talking about how GREAT school was going to be and how he was going to just LOVE playing with his new friends and making things. He walked in the room without hesitation then turned back to me with the most nervous look on his face. I pointed out one of his friends who was already playing and off he went, never looking back.

When I picked him up he was ready to tell me all about it. He gave me a run down of the entire day's schedule, who he played with, reminded me his teachers' names, assured me that he made sure he ate all of his lunch, told me his Bible verse, sang the part of the turtle song that they sang in circle time and shared his most favorite part of the day - "going to the playground TWO TIMES!"

Unlike Anna Grace he was not at all concerned with what we did while he was in school. He was just happy to know that he got to go back in three days.