I can't believe it, but Beckett started preschool this year!
I'm not sure how the time went by so fast (I still think of him as a baby), but he's a big boy who goes to school three days a week now!
The night before the first day, we read "The Night Before Preschool" to Becks.
We also sprinkled a little jitter glitter in his bed to help him sleep before his big day!
This sign hangs in Beckett's room and I couldn't stop looking at it all day. Normally putting Beckett to bed is easy and I can't do it quick enough at the end of the day. But this night was different and I kept thinking how I would be putting my baby to bed, and in the morning he would wake up a preschooler. Leaving his room that night was really hard and I wasn't sure how I would do the next day.
But he did go to bed and he did wake up a day older...and I survived.
The next morning, he was so excited to go to school!
We dropped Becks off at school and he was the only one not crying.
All the other kids were hanging on to their moms and dads for dear life...screaming, sobbing, and hysterically hyperventilating as their parents tried to calm them down and peel themselves from the death grip they were in.
Not Becks. He walked straight over to the Legos, started playing, and totally forgot about us even being there. I don't know why I was surprised...Pres always did the same thing on her first day of school. But I thought Becks would be different. I thought he would be my crier for sure.
I asked if he would miss us.
His answer: No, you'll be back later.
I know I should be happy about that and proud at his amazing independence, but geeze, would it kill him to squeeze out just one little tear???
Maybe even just a "Mommy and Daddy, please don't go" or "Please stay with me" would've been nice to hear.
But no, just like that Mr. Becks turned into Mr. Independent. And I got in my car and cried hard enough for the both of us.
Of course he had a great first day!!!
Happy first day of school, sweet Beckett!!!