Waking up this morning and having to get fully dressed (oh, the horror!) wasn't what the boy had in mind. Still Mateo ate his breakfast and slowly made his way to the car.
The drop-off started out well. We put up his lunch box and water bottle, then went to the chapel for their mini-service they do on Tuesdays. (His preschool is in an episcopal church, but the service this month is about kindness.) He looked a bit whimpery (is that a word?) when I left, but all was well.
As I meandered through the hallway with a friend of mine whose kids also attend there, we begin to hear this loud crying in stereo coming from down the hallway. When we turned to look, there they were - both of our kids' classes. Every kid was a sobbing mess. My friend hid me in the corner so Mateo wouldn't see me, but alas, her little one saw her slip out the door and cried with his little face and hands pressed against the glass. Heart wrenching for sure!! Apparently the two youngest classes didn't do so well in chapel, so they took them back to the classroom.
Here's a photo of Mateo with his two friends P and M during drop-off.
Fast forward a few hours, and there they were playing on the playground. Mateo was mega happy when I picked him up. I asked if he had a fun time, and he replied loudly "YESSSS!!!!" So that made me happy. Upon leaving we stopped by his classroom where he wanted to show me the books. I asked if he was ready to go home, and he told me, "Nope. Bye, Mama," and waved.
At least he had a good time! Hope Thursday goes just as well for him.
Labels: Mateo, School