Team H: First Day of First Grade.....

We have a first grader! James officially began grammar school on Wednesday morning. Jay, Katie and I all climbed in the big blue truck and drove James to St. Giles for his first day of school! He was super excited to meet his teacher, see his classroom and make new friends. It was a half day, a good way to "warm up" to school. James had to be in uniform the first day, complete with dress shoes and socks.

James lined up by his classroom door, with his red backpack, and waited patiently for his teacher to open the door. He then waited outside his classroom to be led in by his teacher. James gave us a happy wave good-bye and off he went. My eyes teared up, but I kept it together. Last year, all I wanted to do was walk my first born into kindergarten, and I did, sick as a dog and wearing my wig. This year, I walked him in feeling pretty good, and with my own (albeit short) hair. I vow to do everything I can to make sure I walk my babies in to their classroom each year. When I sat through chemo, radiation, and tests, I would envision myself doing all the things that are important to me in the future. Walking my kids into their first day of school, taking Katie and James to buy their first communion outfits, watching them graduate from 8th grade, dropping them off at the mall or the movies with their friends, drivers ed, getting their drivers license, and all the other milestones I want to see. I also envisioned the "mom, your embarrassing me," and of course the tried and true "I hate you, I wish you weren't my mom" followed by the bedroom door slam that all moms seem to experience....

After we dropped James off, the three of us went over to the welcome back coffee the PTO put on and visited with so many friends. I was wiped out, but happy to attend.

Just Katie and I went to pick James up, as Jay went back to work, after a successful first day. Here are the pictures....