The first week of September, 2011, I walked my first born into school for the first time. He was a toddler back then, three years old and his little brother was tagging along next to him wondering why he wasn’t getting to stay with his big brother.
Up until Camden started school they weren’t apart much at all. Only three months into the school year, Benjamin joined him in the “toddler twos” classroom and they both not only were enjoying their school days, but they were also thriving.
Today, is their last day of school until our school district goes back in September. My oldest will be making the journey into public school in AM Kindergarten, and my youngest son will be moving up into the wonderful world of “toddler threes” at the same preschool he was at this year.
Talk about an emotional roller coaster in motherhood. I was so sad to see the kids go but now that the year is coming to an end and we have established a good daily routine… I am kind of kicking myself in the ass for not opting into a summer camp program just to keep them on their daily schedule.
There are so many lessons that 2011-2012 has taught me as a mother thought. Adapt and overcome, better planning skills, organizing multiple children (more than just my three), and really… all that it is going to take to be an active parent in the public school system next year.
I am just bracing for the fall craziness now. Two kids in two different schools that start at two different times. Somebody hold me!
How do you guys feel about the school year coming to an end?
Or how did you feel after your first child’s first year of school?
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