Tears of joy (I think)

Last Friday I registered John David for Kindergarten. It was very bittersweet. I had put off registering throughout the spring and summer until we knew where we would be living. I found out that there would be new student registration last week. Earlier in the week we had bought all of his school supplies. I hate putting that off until the last minute due to everyone else shopping, too. Thursday night my girlfriends reminded me I had to have his birth certificate. We have already received a bill with our address and I had a copied shot record.



The school was very bright and cheerful still displaying artwork from last spring. I was given a packet of papers with directions on how to fill each sheet out. There was a K readiness questionnaire, health form, and other forms. After about 20 minutes, I had completed everything. Several staff members passed me as I completed the forms. I wondered who they were. As I turned in my paperwork, I asked about an item mentioned on the supply list-GO Folder and location of the K hallway. The next question I asked was, "How do I pick up my child after school?" As I listened I started tearing up.



In less than 10 days I would be leaving him here all day long without me. I called David who was encouraging and then my mom who was also encouraging. I cried as I talked to both of them. Mom cried too. I know he is ready and he will be fine. It still doesn't make it any easier for me. He hasn't shared too much on how he is feeling. I don't think he understands what it means to go to school for 5 days in a row like daddy goes to work. He has always gone two days and doesn't have an older sibling to watch.