Back to School

So today was my first day in big kid public school. If you recall, I was a “redshirted” kindergartener so I may be a little more mature than some of the other kids, but I was still nervous about the first day because I didn’t know anyone or what to expect. All I could do is remember I am a brave big boy and focus on the new experiences I was in store for. Turns out, it was all pretty cool.

First, I had to wake up super early to make sure I was on time to school. This is something I haven’t had to do in over 3 months so I was dragging a bit. Next, mommy and daddy walked me to school. Actually, mommy walked and daddy scooted along on his roll-about because of his broken leg. It  was kind of funny looking, but he didn’t want to miss out on my first day so he didn’t care about looking foolish.

When we finally got to school, it was like a scene out of Grease 2 (not as good as Grease 1, but still awesome) – music blaring from large speakers, chatter from all the kids and parents, people flocking to the doors, teachers corralling the kids, and we even had a flag raising – a lot of stimuli for sure. The school was full of parents dropping their kids off, especially my room since we were all Kindergarteners. There were a lot hugs and kisses, but not too many tears – none with me or my folks – I stayed strong for them since they are kinda sad I’m growing up.

Anyway, I put my backpack up, lunch up, snack up, and plopped right down at my table were I was joined by two honeys – Danni and Juliette. The bell rang and school was officially back in session. The first day was a lot of learning how things were going to work and I think I have it down, but there are times when it changes, e.g., we have Music on Mondays, PE on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Art on Thursdays. I really enjoyed music. I can’t wait until I get to play some of the instruments. I already told mommy and daddy I wanted to play the tuba so they better get ready.

The day kind of flew by and before I knew it, mommy was there to walk me home. I think I am going to dig this big kid school thing after all.

 

 

 

School is in Session

For the first time in about 90 days, tonight is a school night. Yep, that’s right – school starts tomorrow. New school, new teachers, new friends to teach the ropes on how to handle me. It is always worth it when I get them to understand, but the process is long and some are just slower to come around.

Anyway, I’m nervous and excited at the same time. I’m nervous about everything being new and me not knowing what to do. I’m excited about being in a big school with a lot of people and learning so much. Mommy and daddy tell me to focus on what I’m excited about and that will be enough to keep me pumped and eager to learn – we’ll see.

A couple of cool things about going back to school is that I got a whole bunch of new clothes, new shoes, and I got to go to Waffle House today. Not so cool is that I had to get my hair did – that’s how mommy and daddy say hair cut. I sure hope their not teaching me the wrong way like they did with me calling the police the po-po – so glad that got corrected.

So tomorrow mommy and daddy will walk me to my class and take a bunch of pictures. I stay there for about 7 hours and then they pick me up and quiz me about everything that happened the whole day. Fortunately, they get to walk me to class every day for the first week, but the second week on they only get to walk me to a certain point and then it is up to me to find my way. I’ve got a pretty good memory so I’m not  too concerned with that, but it will be a little intimidating with so many kids.

Wish me luck!

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Not liking this one bit, but really don’t like daddy taking pics and making faces

Aced It

Today I had to go to my Kindergartner screening at my new school. I was real nervous to the point I couldn’t think straight. Mommy and daddy kept telling me there was no wrong answer, but I just can’t wrap my mind around that – if it’s not the right answer, then it is wrong as far as I am concerned. Anyway, I used the “shield” daddy and mommy bought me to help take away some of my nervousness – kept it in my pocket. It worked because when I walked away with my teacher and left my parents in the cafeteria, I remained calm and answered all the questions my teacher asked me – and I answered them correctly!

I was real proud of myself for being brave. Mommy and daddy were too so they bought me a school shirt to show my pride. Now, all that remains is for me to find out who my teacher will be – hope it is the one I had today because she was sweet to me – that is all that really matters.

I got spirit, how ’bout you

Galveston Day 8 – Coming Home

Well, vacation is officially over. There was one moment worth forgetting, but daddy won’t forget about that for 8 weeks. Everything else, was worth remembering and something I will cherish. Thank you to Shad, Tristin, Brandon, Kim, Tio, Grannie, Mommy, Daddy, and Galveston – all you guys rock. Be it a job or school, we are all headed back to reality. You guys allowed me to escape from reality for a week. We have got to do it again soon. Now, it’s time to go home….hit it Diddy

Back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong
(I’m back baby)
I feel like there’s nothing that I can’t try
And if you with me put your hands high
(put your hands high)
If you ever lost a light before, this ones for you
And you, the dreams are for you……..I’m coming home, I’m coming home

Galveston Day 7 – HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!

Even though Daddy hurt himself, the world continued to turn and days past so there was no stopping my birthday. That’s right, I’m no longer a little 5 year old – I’m the big 6!!

The first thing I did when I woke up was to stand up tall and see how much I grew. Then I ran through the beach house getting happy birthdays from everyone. I was like cool, but where are the presents. I had to wait a little while we set up the decor, but it was well worth the wait because I got so much stuff. I must be loved because the more you’re loved the more toys you get, right? Do my parents need to revisit that one with me? That actually may be me more imposing that rule on my parents rather than them teaching me that way. Whatever – I got lots of presents and that is what I am shooting for. I need to get the bumper sticker that read “The one that dies with the most toys wins” and put it on my motorized Jeep next to my vanity plate.

Galveston Day 6 – Time For A Break

The plan was to spend all day at the beach bumming around like we have been for the whole vacation, but daddy had other plans. He wanted to try and recapture his youth or show off for the youngsters, but here again there were different plans. Daddy did a good job laying out the board and jumping on the board, but he should have worked on the dismount because I’m sure breaking his leg was not the right way. Yep, daddy broke his leg (technically fractured) and spent about 6 hours in the ER. That kind of put a damper on the day, but at least it was toward the end of our vacation so we got in a lot of play time. It will be an interesting ride home because daddy is still in some pain, but mommy and I are taking care of him and making sure he is comfortable. I even told him I would get him anything he needed while his leg was broken – when he heals up it may be a different story.

Galveston Day 5 – A Good Day to Boogie

On Thursday, Grannie came down to Galveston for a couple of days to spend being a beach bum with me. I couldn’t have been happier because we got to go walking all along the beach picking up all the shells and I do mean all of them – I have like a bucket full. I also got to show her how to boogie board. I thought it was so cool that my Grannie even got out there and tried to boogie board all by herself. She did awesome! I told her it was a good day to boogie and I was right. Pics of those will come when we develop the film from the waterproof camera – yep I said it – develop film. We bought an old school waterproof disposable camera so we could take it out to get action shots and I have a feeling it will pay off.

After our time at the beach, we went to Pleasure Pier for some dinner and fun on the rides. We ate at Bubba Gumps – Stupid Is As Stupid Does. After that, we went to ride the scary rides. Daddy stepped up right away and said he would ride the teacups with me while mommy went with the the boys to ride the Iron Shark – it may have been taller and faster and had loops, but my teacups spun around pretty fast so it was kinda the same – at least to me and daddy. Even though mommy asked daddy several times if he wanted to go ride the larger roller coasters, daddy insisted he would tough through my rides. Based on the amount of screaming he did on my rides, mommy and I think my rides were all he could take – so far no denial.

 

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