Today was the day. Ricky entered the big world of further education … kindergarten. He’s been excited about it for weeks and making me review how many more days he had until he could start. Did I mention he was really excited?
Billy got really excited too. If I hadn’t found it so sad, I would have thought it was too cute! Ricky got to put on his new socks and shoes and Billy ran to find his socks and his shoes. Ricky got out his backpack and Billy had to find his own little back pack. Ricky wanted to do some practice homework before going and Billy wanted to do some too. (notice Billy had to hold a paper too)
Ricky was an excellent big brother though! He tried to help me explain to Billy that he couldn’t go and when that didn’t sink in for the little guy, Ricky told him that Billy could go to school when Ricky got home. The house was then decorated with pieces of paper taped to the wall showing arrows pointing to this:
Lunch was finally finished and it was time for Kevin to take Ricky to kindergarten and the tears started. Surprisingly, none from me. I was too busy consoling my sweet 2 year old who just could not understand why he couldn’t go too. It really was sad.
Ricky had a fabulous time and is ready to go back tomorrow! He was so excited to see Billy and tell him about his day and then he became Billy’s teacher. They went up to their room and had learning time and story time and then popped out to go into the back yard for recess and then came asking for crackers for snack time. My Ricky is getting grown up!
I forgot … once he was all dressed in his school clothes, Ricky said, “I look like a teenager!” Oy!
Teenager? Were his pants hanging down past his bum? Did he have a cell phone in his pocket? Did he have a scowl plastered across his zit-covered face? Silly boy.