Tomorrow morning marks the first day back to school for Dylan, Joshua and Brigs. Where did our summer go? I haven’t even had a moment to blog about our vacation to Palm Desert and it’s already time to send them off with shiny new school supplies, and cool duds to wear for their first day back.
I’m still deciding on whether Noah will be attending Kindergarten or continuing Pre-school for this year. I registered him in both, because if he heads to “K” he will definitely be the youngest in his entire class. He still just seems so young to me, and I wonder what this year of pushing him to do Kindergarten will do for him compared with what I can give him at home. I hate to rush him when I’m not sure he’s quite ready for it. So on Tuesday am I’ll take him to Kindergarten and observe for a bit, I feel like I’ll be able to know what’s best to do for him this year. I’m leaning towards waiting for Noah to mature a bit more, it certainly can’t hurt.
Dylan is starting…wait for it….Grade 10! Um yeah, I’m THAT old. I can’t believe my kid is 15 and in 10th grade. It seriously makes me half laugh and half choke on my gum. Thankfully I’m still met with shock when I introduce him as my son, many tell me that they think I am his big sister. HAHA!! When that ends someday and I indeed look old enough to be his mother I may have an identity crisis come on. I’m so excited for him to stretch even more this year, he’s got some goals set which I think is fantastic and he’s more and more social all of the time. It’s hard to begin letting go of him and watching what he does with that added freedom. I prefer giving it in small doses because frankly he’s an amazing kid and I want to protect him for as long as I can.
Brigs is going into Grade 1 this year, and he is excited to have Joshy’s past teacher. He knows her and that should make his first day a bit less intimidating. I know he’s going to struggle with full days of school this year. I’m planning a few fun things to reward him for when he gets home at the end of the day.
Joshua is going into Grade 3, big man on campus that he is. It makes me laugh that his teachers think the boy is quiet and shy. He is NOTHING like that at home, but at school he’s very reserved. We’re excited for him to connect with alot more kids this year and make some strong friendships. He’s such a darling boy and full of sensitivity and delight. I’m eager to see who his teacher will be, and hope that he can really love his teacher this year. 3rd grade is so rich with new things and I want my boy to enjoy it all.
So now I’m off to bed, it’s late and I need some energy to haul everyone out of bed in the am. I’ll post some 1st Day of School pics tomorrow too.

My sister Kimberly’s birthday is Feb 4 and she did kindergarden twice so now she would be the oldest in her grade. My folks decided to try it and see and then because she wasn’t ready they put her through another year. I don’t think it hurt. I definitely don’t think it would be bad to keep Noah home another year. Then you know exactly what he’s learning and how he’s doing. One upside I do see is more baby/momma time in January. Good luck on that decision. Let me know what the verdict is! I hope everything went smoothly this morning with the boys.
Remembering those ‘back to school days’ with you kids.
Hard to believe Dylan’s in Grade 10, Justin’s in Grade 6, Josh and Andrew are in Grade 3 and Brigham’s in Grade 1. WOW…time does fly! We’ll be anxious to hear how Brigs did with his full day today and also what you decide about Noah. Glad you’ll have a chance to observe him in the kindergarten class before making a decision. It will ease your mind! Good luck Dee – you have a jam packed schedule.
I hope your morning was wonderful. Just in case you are still deciding on Noah’s path for the year. It never hurts to wait, but can hurt to forge ahead. Having taught Kdg. in the US for 13 years, I can’t count the number of times I heard a mama say, if only we had waited one more year.
I’m quite confident you’ll know what to do, if you haven’t already come to the best conclusion for your little guy.