And...we're off!

After all of the worrying, crying, second guessing, changing my mind, changing it back summer that I've had...Merrit is at home at his new school! Granted he has only been there for 2 days, those 2 days have me feeling very, very good about my decision. On the first day, I walked him to class snapping picture after picture as he walked confidently down the hall like he owned the place.

As soon as we entered the classroom, he saw his buddy Jack that he's been with since he was 2. Right at home. They hugged and Jack (having been there about 15 minutes longer than Merrit) proceded to show him the ropes.

During nap time, I couldn't stand it anymore and had to go get a look at him. He was sleeping hard on his little nap mat after playing hard all morning. I got to rub his back and give him kisses. His teacher told me that he was a leader in the classroom and had done great so far. My heart is overflowing with joy, relief, happiness, and hope. To top it all off, they are on a color system. A green on his planner means a really good day, yellow is not so good, and red is a really bad day. You can also earn a purple. A purple means that you went above and beyond the teacher's expectations.

Look what my baby got on his 2nd day of school:

If you can't tell...that smiley face is a bright purple!! If I am THIS excited about one smiley face on his planner after day 2, I can not even imagine how I'm going to feel after his first grade, his first test, his first report card, oh my goodness...I'm getting ahead of myself here. Bottom line...my baby is okay. He is doing great and is loving his new school. I love it because I know his teacher and know he will be well taken care of. I also LOVE the fact that I can stop in and love on him while he's napping from time to time. Right now, life is good.

This little booger also had his first day last week:

His first day wasn't QUITE as big of a deal as Merrit's was because although he moved rooms, he did not move schools! He has had so much fun being back with his friends. When I pick him up, he tries to tell me about them. He calls his friend Sam, Mim. I love it. He calls his friend Isabella, Beda. I ask him about his teachers and he just smiles.

We're all off to a pretty good start. God is good. He knew my fears and has put them to rest. Bring on the Fall weather!!