I used to tell people, "when your kid goes off to kindergarten they are virtually grown up and 18 and going off to college." I am so sorry that I said this to ANYONE. I am not ready for Sam to grow up and go to college.
The morning started very smooth, but alarming... I set and alarm for the first time in I can't tell you how long. We determined last night that we would all have a marble in our pockets all day in case we needed each other to feel better. (they were very helpful for ALL of us, even Amy who played with hers at the store today.) We walked to school as a family and then kissed Sam and sent him to his seat in the class. We were so proud of him no tears for him (a few for mom).
As we all picked him up after school, his class was (it seemed) the last to come out of the school. It felt like waiting for your child who has been gone to Europe for six months coming off the plane. He looked tired but so GREAT! A banana and ice cream and he was good to go until 7pm where he crashed and burned into a pile of tears where he needed his pillow and some good books and the eyes shut on a very memorable day...
Thank you all for your love and support! Here are a couple of great pictures from the day.
PS the most excited to pick up Sam was ... AMY! "ME (my) SAM!" with a huge hug to follow.






