Today was Ayden's first day of preschool. I thought I had done everything I could to prep him and keep him excited about school. When the time came to get dressed so that we could go to school, the "Kile" side of the family started to show. Ayden refused to say anything, he sat at the breakfast table just staring at me. Eventually, Ayden decided to get dressed, so that we can take Ryliegh to Candice's for the day. I asked if I could take a picture, he refused.
Once we arrived at Candice's Ayden's stubbornness came again. Once again with an attempt to get a picture taken, i loose the battle and give up, it was time to go. He refused to come with Mom so that we could go to school. Finally after a bribe of McDonald's when school was done and carrying him down the hall and halfway to the car, Ayden's decides he is going to walk; of course with pulling my arm back towards Candice's. We get in the car and to help ease Ayden's mind of school I let him pick the music. Nothing is better than listening to Prairie Dawn and Grover discuss the letter "Y" and everyone singing the "Z" song, and ending of drive with Big Bird sing "A" words.
We walk into the building and at first Ayden sticks close and is afraid to let go of Mom's hand. We are shown were his classroom is and walk in to meet Miss Terri and Miss Lib. Ayden has now become a shy boy who will not let the blood flow through Mom's hand. He finds his name tag to wear for the day. After hanging up his backpack Ayden's sees a tool toy area and starts to play, all the mean while holding Mom's hand. Eventually he decided to let go. Mom sighs a sigh of relief. Ayden tries to grab Mom's hand again, but Mom says she will stay close for a little while, but won't hold his hand.
I eased to the door and all was well. I stop by the front desk to ensure we are all set for Candice to pick him up in the afternoon, and then it started. I hear in the background "I want my Mom" and Ayden screaming in the background. I leave as fast as I can, trying to keep my composure to the adults I pass. I call my sister trying to hold back the tears, to let her know what she needed to do to pick Ayden up, and she does her best to comfort me.
Later in the afternoon Ayden calls me at work to tell me all about school and how much fun he had. It is amazing to me that something can start so rough for a 4 year old and turn so great, that he had a hard time keeping caught with his mind when talking he would stumble when explaining the different activities he participated in. Ending with how he couldn't wait for tomorrow.
In a nutshell, it was a good day. Hard day on Mom, a day full of worry that I had abandoned my child at preschool, but to learn that it all ended well and he can't wait to go back the next day. We all look forward to another day!
