School project

A month or two ago David had to put together a timeline for school.

These are the pictures he picked.

Love it!


Old Baker Farm

Fall is my favorite time of year. What is better than cooler weather, changing leaves, football – college and pee-wee, the smells of fall and pumpkins? Nothing. I certainly love Christmas time, but nothing trumps fall.

This year David is going to get to go to not one or two, but three pumpkin patches. One with school, one with the YMCA (next Monday when school is out) and one with our family and my friend, Cara. I wish I was a kid and could go to all three with him.

But I will get to to go two! Starting with yesterday….I took the morning off and went with him to Old Baker Farm Pumpkin Patch – this was his first kindergarten field trip.
We had a lot of fun. We did a hayride, picked pumpkins,

(this is David’s teacher, Mrs. Crawford)

learned about cotton and picked cotton,

played on hay bales, fed baby cows, ate lunch in the barn loft while sitting on hay bales and played in the hay maze.
All of these activities kept about 120 kindergarteners busy for 3.5 hours.

There was a corn maze, but the kids didn’t get to do this. Probably because they could escape from the corn maze….the hay maze there was only one way in and one way out.
It was a wonderful time and I can’t wait to go back next year.

First Day of Kindergarten First Day of Kindergarten

(I never posted pictures of the first day of kindergarten. Shame on me. Sorry!)
I put my phone next to David with the alarm blaring and he didn’t even budge. After rubbing his back, turning on the light and talking to him loudly he finally woke up. That boy loves his sleep, he’s just like his mama.

He finally started stirring. For the past 6 months or so he only wants to sleep in his boxers or boxer briefs. I wonder what he’ll want to do in the middle of the winter….sleeping with no shirt on isn’t very conducive to winter time sleeping.

We laid his clothes on Radar’s cage…and actually I pull out all of his clothes every night. It makes getting ready easier in the morning for David and Brad (since I’m already on the road to work by the time they both get out of bed).
Ready to go!
His second day of school was a Friday and his football team was asked to wear their game jerseys. He is so proud to wear it. Now that we are in the swing of weekly games he’ll get to wear it to school once a week.


This is how the first day of Kindergarten started.
I gave David his own alarm clock and it went off for a good 10 minutes before he turned it off…he is definitely my child!
We had his clothes laid out the night before (yes, on Radar’s dog cage) so he’d be able to get himself ready. He insisted on wearing his Chelsea All-Stars baseball jersey.

I woke up early to make some banana walnut muffins for us all to eat together – this is approximately the first time our family has eaten breakfast together on a week day. David announced he didn’t like them. Dang! I could have slept another 45 minutes. But it was fine, I enjoyed doing it and even if he didn’t like them we still all ate together.
He let me take his picture before I left for work.
Brad took him to school and it was a success!! He didn’t cry at all. In fact, he asked why all the “old people” were crying and wondered if someone had died. No, no one had died….it was all the mama’s crying as they left their kids.
It was also a success for me because I only teared up twice yesterday….and not even once today.
David jumped out of the truck and ran into school. He didn’t look back. Brad called me on his way to work and report on the details of the drop off and it literally made my heart happy to hear that he did so well. I didn’t expect anything different (being that he’s used to going to school/camp/daycare), but I was still so happy to hear it.
I picked him up at the Y and we had about 10 minutes at home to talk about the day before we had to leave for his 2 hour football practice. Yesterday was a LONG day, but he handled it really well. I’m so proud of my big boy.
Today, being the Friday before his first football scrimmage, the boys were told they could wear their football jerseys to school. He did and he was very proud to wear it.

He was excited to tell us that several of his teammates wore their jerseys too. He’s very proud to be a Chelsea Hornet.

He loves his teacher and has already made some friends. So far Kindergarten is a success.

My baby…

….starts kindergarden tomorrow.

I have been so happy to say all summer that I’ve been more excited for him to start kindergarden than I’ve been sad. I don’t think it’s fair to him to be sad.
This is a new and exciting venture for him and life is about to change. He is no longer at pre-school or camp and can show up whenever we get him there. He has to be there in time. He has to do school work. He has to make new friends. He has to grow up.
My very first vivid memories as a kid were kindergarden….and because of this it’s been easy for me to be really excited for him. I remember my teacher (Ms. Hess) and what she looked like. I remember the classroom, where I sat, where the lunchroom was, what toys we played with. I remember my dad driving me to school every morning and barely awake enough to walk to the van. I’d actually sleep on the way to school (I’ve never been a morning person). I remember driving over the bridge right before we turned down the road to school and the sun would glare in my eyes and finally wake me up. I remember my friends (and am actually still in touch with a couple of them). Kindergarden was a good year for me.
Of course, as I sit here less than 12 hours before my baby walks into his kindergarden classroom all those great feelings are still there, HOWEVER, I sit here and want to cry (ok fine, so I am crying). I totally said I wasn’t going to be ‘that mom’. David has been in school since he was 4 months old. He’s an old pro at this and will do completely fine. I’m not sure what it is about me being so emotional now….I guess I worry about him fitting in, finding friends, and learning well. And then there are the overall – how did my baby grow up so fast feelings.
I know it will be a great day for him. I’m going to try not to cry all day. I’ve already told my friends and co-workers not to ask me about it tomorrow. Or else I’ll probably break down. It helps that Brad is doing drop off duty so I don’t have to do it. I know, terrible, right? It’s for the best because Brad won’t cry! 🙂 And I certainly don’t want David to see me cry because he’s so sensitive that he’d be worried about ME.
On an upside – he has a great teacher. His teacher, Ms. Crawford, just graduated from Auburn and this is her first year teaching. I have complete confidence that she’ll do great…and will be great for David. I’m going to try really hard not to email her tomorrow and ask how he’s doing. The crazy thing is I’ve never been a helicopter parent….apparently until now! Ahhh! Here’s to hoping that this helicopter stuff is really short lived.