...two to go! (Thanks for the saying Jacqui it exactly expresses my feelings!)
Cole started kindergarten. No, I did not cry. Yes, I have severe anxiety about the whole thing. I worry about what his teacher is teaching him (like global warming and "going green", horrifying!). I worry that kids aren't kids anymore. They're six years old and drink soy lattes and talk about what's on their playlist and who kissed who on "Gossip Girl." I want him to stay sweet and innocent as long as possible, maybe I should've homeschooled!
Cole, however, is loving it. "I can't believe I GET to go to school everyday," he says, when I pick him up. He is learning the Pledge of Allegiance and so far God is still in there. He has a friend in a cast, though Cole can't remember his name. And most importantly, he loves his teacher. Added bonus, school comes early for my sleep-in king, so he is utterly exhausted by 7:00 pm. He has begged us to go to bed each night and since Finn has to do what Cole does, we've had peace and quiet each night by 8:00 pm.
So, as long as he is happy, I am happy. Although I am an anxiety-ridden, nail-biting nutcase right now, I know Cole is ready for school and thrives with the structure. I will spend some more time in plow pose to work out this anxiety and I will focus on getting Finn ready for preschool! Only two to go!