First Day of School

William started back to school on Monday, he is going three mornings a week this year. His school is part of our church. It is so precious, and the teachers are loving and so wonderful. I thought he would be sooooo excited because he loved school last year. Not so much. Despite how William looks in the following pictures, once we got to school, he cried. And cried. And cried. We finally just had to walk away and leave him all alone. So traumatizing for an almost four year old. When I picked him up, I asked if he had fun. Of course he did. When I asked if he wanted to go back...."No because I want to stay here forever and ever and ever!"

So, time for school on Wednesday, and William wants NO part of it. I can't even get him out the door he is so upset. He even lets Charlie and me go get in the car, he shuts the door behind us, tell us to have fun, and goes to his room "because he hasn't slept enough." This coming from a child who fights his naps these days cause he says he isn't tired. I drag him downstairs, in the car, and up the street to school. I think he's going to pull it together, there haven't been any tears in a few minutes. It's his turn in the carpool line and here comes the breakdown. He's screaming so loud that Charlie starts screaming. It's so loud in my car that I can't even hear the director trying to coax William out, I can't even hear myself think. I had to park in the lot, carry him out of the car, and leave him with the director while he's screaming and fighting to come back home with me. Drama. I could feel all eyes in the drop off line on me and my hysterical child. I think it's partially because he feels like he's being left out since Charlie is home with me, but I'm sure things will get easier over the next few school days. So I hope...