Leading up to the first week of school, Allison was excited about going. She expressed some hesitation though. The morning of her first day, she started off in good spirits; however just before we left, Allison became very quiet and refused to pose for pictures. So much for starting an annual tradition of the girls standing on the front porch with their backpacks (granted the pouring rain would have prevented that anyways).
When we arrived at the school, we realized we left our house about 10 minutes too late, which actually got us about 20 minutes behind schedule. By the time we made it through the traffic and the drop off lane, it was a few minutes past the start of school. I quickly ran Allison into the classroom and dropped her off. She gave me a hug and I ran out of there before she could get clingy. I ran back into the car and we took off. It didn't take long for the tears to start flowing.
At the end of the day, Brian and I left super early to pick her up so she wouldn't have to wait too long for us to get her at the end of her first day. Disappointed I didn't get my morning pictures, I was ready to take a picture of her coming out of school. I loved the look on her face. She was so relieved to see us. We celebrated the first day by going out to dinner.
So far, Allison is doing really well. She likes school and talks about her classmates. She told us on the second day that she was going to have a play date with Michael. A few days later she told us that while she still liked Michael, she was going to have a play date with someone else, so she can meet new people. I love the innocence of this age! Brian and I showed up at her school fund racer to walk around the track with her. I tried to take it all in. How cute she looked running around the track; how willing she held our hands; the fact we had to encourage her to walk with her friends and not hang out with us the whole time; and how she held hands with her friends, even the boys.
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