Finally, school was just one day away.
Charlie has a smart teacher.
She must know just how antsy with nerves and excitement kids get before starting first grade.
(First time many of them are leaving their parents for full day school.)
She had given the kids a couple of things to do in preparation.
These things saved my sanity the day before school started.
First, Charlie was to chose one of his favorite items and put it in this bag.
Then he had to come up with three clues to write on the card that would help the class guess what was in the bag.
Charlie chose a book - a Magic Treehouse book, to be specific.
And he came up with the clues, and wrote them, without any help from me.
Did I mention how his language skills impress me?
Then, the teacher had given the kids a little paper to open the night before first grade. Inside was a cute poem and a little bag of confetti. The poem instructed us to sprinkle the confetti under his pillow. It said this would help calm him, help him sleep through the night, and wake up ready to start school. It worked. (Ephram tried it too, and it worked for him as well!)
In the morning we started at 7:00. The bus was supposed to come at 7:52 and we wanted to be ready by 7:45. (Charlie takes his time in the mornings.) He got up, got dressed, ate his breakfast and was super-super excited. Time for a few pictures.
And then, suddenly the bus pulled up. Charlie took off running for it. He has wanted to ride a bus, so badly, for years. I couldn't get his attention, so I just took a few pictures of his back as he ran straight on board. He didn't even turn around to say goodbye. Ah well, I should be happy to have a son that is that excited about school, right?
Ephram, Macie and I managed to make it through our day at home. Although we did often wonder about Charlie, and I did find myself answering Ephram's inquisitive looks frequently. Then, it was time for the bus to bring him back. We went outside to wait for him because we didn't want him to be worried on his first day. Ephram had to wear his own backpack, full of books, to greet Charlie.
And I couldn't help taking a picture of these cute ones.
Turns out I had plenty of picture taking time. It took the bus an hour and five minutes to get to our house that first day. Didn't matter for Ephram, he was having a blast.
Finally, we heard the roar of the bus. Ephram stood diligently where I told him to while the bus pulled up and stopped.
And then Charlie appeared in the door. Ephram let out a gasp of excitement.
I heard Charlie's giggle in response.
It was like they were being reunited after months or years apart. All of my requests that Ephram stay away from the street went out the window as he took off running to grab his brother in a huge hug around the legs.
I got a picture of the dash, but not of the hug... at that point I was trying to make sure the boys weren't standing in front of the bus.
Charlie was babbling with stories all afternoon and all night. First day of first grade was a huge success!