Thursday, August 26, 2010
My First Grader
Wednesday, Faith and I went down to the school for their open house. Faith brought all of her supplies to school and got to see her teacher and her classroom for the second time. She was excited to see her custom-made desk again. We even went to visit her Kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Steckler and her summer school teacher, Mrs. Delparte. We also visited with the Principal, Mr. Hanson and we rode down in the elevator with our friends, Lynette and her daughter, Ashley. It was also nice to visit with some moms who had kids in Faith's room last year and how they were either excited or disappointed about Faith being or not being in their first-grade class. On the way home, we ran into Faith's instructional aide during summer school, Mrs. Nelson. Faith seemed to have fun seeing everyone again but every time they asked if she was ready for school, she would say, "No, I'm not."
Last night, I attended an awesome prayer meeting with some other members of Moms In Touch. There were moms from about ten Bismarck/Mandan schools who came together and prayed for our kids starting off their new school year. I'm so thankful to be a part of this ministry and for my prayer partner, Tina. It is great to know that every child and staff member at Centennial Elementary is being prayed for throughout the year. I wish every school had a Mom's in Touch chapter.
I knew Faith was not going to sleep well last night. She was so tired but she struggled and struggled and finally fell asleep shortly after 11:00 p.m. She slept okay through the night. This morning, she was not a very happy camper and cried because she didn't want to go to school. Even though I showed her the pretty outfit she was going to be wearing, she wanted to stay in her pajamas. Then she was mad at me for getting dressed because she wanted me to stay in my pajamas. Somehow, she calmed down enough for me to take her picture. When we got to the schoolyard, someone asked if she was excited or nervous and she replied, "Nervous."
I saw her first big smile of the morning when we went inside and she saw her instructional aides and her special education teacher all standing in a group. They all circled around her and told her how pretty her outfit was and told her how much fun she was going to have. She did a great job going down the elevator and when I said goodbye to her, she looked more relaxed. Now, all I can do is sit here and pray she does well throughout the rest of the day and count the minutes before I'm able to bring her back home.