I don't know how its possible but today was the first day of school and my baby is now in middle school!
As I was getting his things ready last night I could not help remember way back when I started middle school. Of course back then middle school started in 7th grade not 6th grade but it still...
How I HATED middle school. Even to this day I cringe at those years. It might have been a different story if I would have had actual friends of course. All my really good friends from elementary school had moved and were going to different schools. I was inbetween friends. I longed to be with the "popular" group but didn't quite fit in...in fact I didn't really fit in anywhere. Add to that...getting your period for the first time...getting zits...and being extremely shy. Oh the agony! Anyways, I obviously survived the middle school years with little to no scars and high school was much much better for me when I found who I really was.
So I couldn't help think about this as Kyler is entering this chapter in his life. I desperatly hope...
He is cool enough
He has good solid friends
He is outgoing
He is confident in himself
And most of all that he will have fun!
I walked him to the bus this morning and once he saw all the kids there and that there were no parents, I could tell by the look on his face that he needed me to turn around and go home. I felt a slight stab in the heart but I totally understood. he was making his debut and the last thing he needed was for his mom and little brother to be hanging around and taking pictures. So alas I have no pictures of him getting on the bus (this is a first since he walked to school all through elementary). No pictures in front of the school. No pictures of him at his locker. Except this one that I took the day before when we stopped off at the school to practice just one more time
When he got home this afternoon he was all smiles with no visible scars. Everything seemed to go smoothly as far asIcould tell. I forgot how much easier it is to pull teeth then it is to get kids to talk about school until they are ready. I am sure the stories will start falling out of his mouth when he least expects it
2 comments:
Well, you have boys, so don't expect much chat. My mom always told me boys were easier to raise, but girls were more rewarding. I think she meant that in the sense that we tend to share more with the ole parents. :)
love your blog Andrea! Your family is so fun!
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