Kissing Hand

So, yesterday was officially a very hard day for my PreK JG.  His teachers say he is the youngest in the class, and having the hardest time being away from his mama.  My office is literally steps away from him classroom, and he has spent 3 years at work with me.  I thought this would make the transition easier, but I was wrong.  His teacher sent home a book called the "Kissing Hand" yesterday and we read it last night.  It is really cute and about a Raccoon who misses his mama when he goes to school.  Did it help??  Not this morning.  As the teacher had to pry my screaming "help me mama" child off of me, it made me incredibly sad.  If I didnt know that he was in the best hands he could possibly be in I would be more worried.  But one of the teachers has a daughter in my youth group, and the other has been a K teacher for 18 years and I have heard several people say she has never raised her voice at any child.
As we prayed the Hail Mary on the way to school, as I tried to reassure my little buddy that tomorrow he didnt have to go to school.  I just pray this all passes, because it is making the mornings from the time he gets up to the time I take him to his classroom, miserable for both of us.  Teacher also told us to send a picture of me and John for him.  JG picked out a picture from out wedding that he likes and took it with him today.  Please please please pray for my little love bug, it makes me so sad he is so upset.
I feel like a bad mom today, because I made my kid go to school when he was so upset.  But it will never get better if he doesnt see he will be ok.......better when he is 3 than in jr. high, like his mama??

Blessed Mother Theresa, today is your birthday! Please pray for my little boy!

Bye Mommy

Well, it has happened, my big baby boy had his first day of school Friday.  Without even a Bye Mommy he strut into the classroom saying "Hey guys I'm here."  I asked his teacher how his first day was, and she said he did great but likes to "travel."  So after almost 3 years of being here at Cabrini, he has come to think he owns the place.  Traveling, a nice way of saying, he likes to go where he wants when he wants, will get better I'm sure!  After peeking out the window of my office to the playground and seeing him play with the other kids does my heart a lot of good.  After a weekend of, "PreK told me this, and Prek told me that"  I am so glad he loves it. 
I have to say though, as much as I miss him, I am glad to be able to give Gianna some personal attention.  She has been such a good baby, that many times I feel guilty that she has to entertain herself more than John Gary ever did.  She just coos and laughs at me, and thinks I'm the best.  Which i am relishing because I am sure in about 10 years I will be the wicked witch of the west.