Day 2 - "Mommy, please don't leave me!"

We started the day with extra hugs in bed again today. Josiah and I had breakfast together and then we got ready for school. He chose the blue shirt today. Apparently his new favorite color is green and he wishes his uniform had green in it. Sorry only red, white or navy! Before heading out the door we took more pictures by Joisah's request. I think he assumes that every school day is also picture day. I don't mind since we have gotten some very cute pictures the last 2 days and he has been cooperative too.

So, off to school we go. When we got there it was the same routine as before: backpack and lunch box in locker and find Josiah's name at a table. He had a new table today with new friends. One of their goals for the first week and 1/2 is to meet new friends. They are also working on the colors red and green for shapes it's a cirlce. Of course my brilliant child already knows these so I think he is concentrating on listening and making friends.
Josiah was a little weepy when I took him into the class today and just didn't want to let me go. I gave him a kiss and told him I would be back later to pick him up. At that the flood gates opened and huge tears rolled down his face. It broke my heart! I knew if I went back it would be all over, so I looked at his teacher and said, "I am going now.' I heard him all the way back down that long hall to the front of the school. While in the moment it was a very difficult thing to do, I knew that he would be OK if I left him and that he would probably be smiling when I picked him up.
12:30 arrived sooner than I had anticipated. It seems my list of things to get done at home is longer than the time I have to do them. Oh, well there's always tomorrow. Back at school at 12:30 to see that Josiah had a change of clothing, but did have the smile on his face. His teacher said that he had a little accident, but that he tried really hard to do the job himself. He made a good effort and I was OK with that. I didn't realise how traumatic that can be for a 3 year old. Josiah was very happy to see me. We gathered his things and as soon as we left the classroom the flood gate opened again. He was sad that he had the accident and wanted me to carry him to comfort him. It was a fairly long way back to the car and he is just too heavy these days to carry that far. I hugged him in the hall way for a long time and then coaxed him back to the car. He cried all the way home. He was a mess. We took off his school shirt since it was a little wet and put a dry shirt on. Some juice and cuddle time and all seemed better with his world. We ate lunch while reading books on the living room floor and then lay down for some quiet rest. He is asleep while I sit here reflecting once again on how amazing my little gift from God is. I love him so much.