Back to School

Noah started back to school. This year brings many changes: school starts a 1/2 hour earlier, he gets to ride the bus to and from school, he gets to buy school lunch, he is a big 1st grader, and he goes to school all day.

He insisted on riding the bus to school on the first day. He also insisted that I didn't meet him at school that morning. You see, he is a big 1st grader and can do it "on his own." I finally gave in and let him do it on his own. I felt okay about it since we got to go to the school and meet his teacher a few days before school started.

He went to bed easily the night before and set his alarm.

He got himself up and dressed by the time I was out of the shower.

He was even eating breakfast. It is so nice that Daddy is still home in the mornings to help us all get ready for the day.

He was so anxious to get to the bus stop and start his new adventure.

I made him a little cheat sheet for his pocket. I didn't want him to forget his teachers name, room number, bus number, and bus stop. I also made him take a few pictures out front. Before we headed to the bus. We are so lucky that the bus stop is so close to the house and with the way the route is set up he gets to and from school about the same time as he would if I took him. It makes my life so much easier. I love it!

Out in front of the house...

A close up...

Waiting at the bus stop...

Here comes the bus...

On the bus and on his way to school. I love that the bus driver has the girls sit on one side and the boys sit on the other side. She also assigns seats. She runs a tight ship and I know she has the safety of the kids at heart.

A picture before school started, courtesy of Erik's mom. She was there and made sure he got where he needed to go...

Getting off the bus at the end of the day. He loved every minute of his first day of school.

Zoe didn't really like him being gone all day. She was ready to pick him up by 11:30. Too bad he wasn't as excited to see her at the end of the day, as she was to see him. He came home in such a mood.

Later that night he informed us, "Don't you know I'm a big now? That means I can stay up as late as I want." I didn't now being 6 was so much different than being 5. I have also heard a ton about "independence,"...."that means I get to decide and do things on my own." Boy does he have a lot to learn. I guess I need to learn the "school" and "class" rules as I seem to break them all the time.

I know this new schedule will take a little getting used to. Hopefully we will all survive this transition period.