Andrew went to school.
My child is nine years old. Today was his first day of school ever.
Well. School outside of home and tutorial anyway.
He was reeeaaaally nervous, poor kid, and was only just holding it together when we left. I noticed that his teacher, Ms. Mckenzie, was very sweet and welcoming. She sought to put him at his ease. She had called last week to welcome him. =) She had also put him between two other boys, and made a point of introducing Andrew to the boys, letting them know he was new, and asking them to show him the ropes. They had no problem with that and seemed like really nice boys.
We also noticed that the children, even on the first day of school, came in to class, put their things away, and immediately sat down, picked up a pencil, and quietly started working on the crossword that had been placed on their desk. There was no running around screaming, there were no shenanigans. Now, admittedly, we were a few minutes early so the rush hadn't begun, but even so there was a sense of calmness that was different to other schools.
I really hope this school will be a good one for him. It was a very difficult decision to make, sending him to school. Both he and I love homeschooling so much. However, at this time in our lives, it felt *right*. I feel really good about it, and I'm happy we decided to send him. Being on foreign assignment the company gave us the option of paying for all our homeschooling books or paying for tuition at a private school. We felt we should go with the latter as it's an opportunity we may not have again. And right now, I'm glad we did.
Now talk to me just after 3pm when I pick Andrew up....if he's had a rotten day I might feel differently. =D
Yep, that's about right.
They grow so fast.