We walked into the classroom, and his new teacher handed me an envelope that we were to open when we got home.
I was doing OK, but then saw a mother I knew, who had an older child at the school already, whose youngest was starting today too. When she got her "mystery envelope", she said softly "I know what this is" and started crying, and rushed out of the room.
It was enough to set me off. In the hallway I wasn't the only emotional one.
When we got into the car, hubby read the envelope's contents to me. Inside was a story, "Thoughts from the Bottom of the Beanstalk". It was about how it is often harder for parents to watch our children climb up the beanstalk from the bottom, than it is to be the one climbing it.
There was also a note from the teachers, a tissue, and a cotton ball.
Thank you for entrusting your child to us. We promise to do our best every day to be your child's companion in learning.
After you have wiped away your tears, make yourself a cup of tea, put your feet up and relax.
Then hold the cotton ball in your hand. The softness will help you to recall the gentle spirit of your child.
We will work alongside with you this year to help your child grow.
The Prep Teachers .... "
I needn't have worried. He had a great fun day today, and wasn't the slightest bit worried when we left him there. Actually, he barely noticed us leave, he was too busy building a lego rocket ship that ended up the length of the room by the time two other kids joined in.
I'm going to miss him terribly. But as long as he is happy, learning and being cared for, then I can't ask for more.
We're so proud of our little - oops, I mean, BIG boy!