Answer to a simple prayer- check! 1st staggered day- check!

If you have been following along, you know that even though I did not expect the journey of sending Callan to Kindergarten to bother me greatly, since I had "been there" already... it knocked me off my rocker a little (not that I was not already there). I have been praying for a specific teacher based on recommendations of good friends. I thought that the friend putting in a good word for our family was going to help my case, but as it turns out the teachers did not get to help place children in classes this year. So I sent a little note on my son's behalf and prayed. HARD. Because in my opinion who you get in Kindergarten can make or break at least the next 5 years. I have tried not to be anxious, but then PT had to go and speak from the pulpit on Sunday morning about momma's sending their babies off to Kindergarten and I went all into the ugly cry (though I tried to restrain it as much as possible under the bright lights of the choir loft). He proceeded to have us pray as couples Sunday morning and Brent and I focused on our kids school and teachers. As set there praying to God for my baby and for the woman who might love on him for this next year of his life, I prayed... sobbing for a friend so my baby would not be scared to be alone... AND PRAISE GOD... he heard my cry and he answered my prayer. NOT ONLY did we get the teacher we hoped and prayed and petitioned for, we also got a sweet friend from church. And I have been beside myself with excitement. It was a simple prayer for my baby... and it was a simple answer, but I am blown away sometimes that God allows me these precious favors. THANK YOU!!!

I convinced myself that today was NOT the first day of school...that is next week. Today, was STAGGERED DAY (don't ask... just nod in agreement). So we loaded up all the school supplies (with notebooks that cannot be found ANYWHERE lacking) and head off to school. Callan is thrilled and wears his backpack from the moment he is dressed and holds his lunch from the moment it is fixed... like 45 minutes. He is READY TO GO... I grab one more all important piece of sending my baby off to school all day for the first time ( I will show you below), and we head out. I walk him in, get him settled, and his teacher walks over to him. He turns pale, he gets shy, bites his lip, and stares at his shoes. I MELT and tears form. He was fine, and she gets right down to his level and tells him all will be well and that he was going to have so much fun. We show him to his seat, he looks at me like he is ready but not 100% sure... I kiss him again, tell him I love him and walk away... hiding the ugly cry.

He had a blast, won't tell me much other than something about a raccoon that I do not understand (I think it has to do with the Kissing Hand book), getting to go to PE, 2 boys that were kind of mean, a scissors situation, and a big lunch room where Baylor gave him "five". We STAGGER again Thursday... and then Monday is the real thing. Hopefully by then, I will be numb and "over it", but I make no promises.




I got this from Build-a-Bear. I gave it to Callan for his pocket and sealed it with a HUGE kiss. I told him if he gets scared, nervous, or just wants Mommy then pull it out and my kiss will be right there and he will know I am very close and thinking about him (We also talked about Jesus always being with him when Mommy is not). He was glad to have it and would not even give it up when he got home.

Callan's first STAGGERED Day pics.