I've been nervous for a month and sick to my stomach over it for days. I cried on the way home from the open house and nearly died when Hunter took my hand as we walked into the school and said as excited as could be, "Mom are you ready for this?" No, I am not ready for this!!! Of course I didn't let my son see any of this I don't want him to be hampered by any of my weirdness. So today when I tiptoed into his room, cursing the early morning time, and shook him gently I was happy to see him rip back his covers bolt out of bed and run to the table with a huge smile on his face. I'm not sure how he managed to get his eggos down because I can't remember him not talking or taking a breath the entire time. We dressed quickly and then undressed because the new pants that he tried on in the store were now miraculously too big for him. Finally dressed and looking so handsome he immediately puts his back pack on and wears it until we leave.
And I made it home with out crying and with a feeling of pride and relief; Go me... Then I walked in the door got a massive headache went in the bedroom and cried.
First day of school for two best friends was a SUCCESS!