It seems like yesterday that I wrote this post…
Today was much harder for me than Emma’s first day of preschool.
Emma was potty-trained, but Noah isn’t there yet. I worried about him having an accident or needing me to come change his Pull-up literally every minute that he was gone.
Emma chattered on about going to school for months before it started, but Noah didn’t have much interest.
And last, but not least, I barely had a chance to hug Emma goodbye when I dropped her off for her first day… but Noah cried hysterically when I left. Apparently he was fine about 5 minutes after I was gone, but it was admittedly hard to leave without my heart hurting.
It all worked out and I walked away holding Emma’s hand and feeling incredibly grateful for the plan God has for my life. I’ll forever be grateful for His gift of having two children so close in age. I felt even more so when Noah got back into the car (all smiles, by the way) and instead of talking to me () began chatting to Emma about his first day of school. Emma rattled off some of the different classroom activities and Noah told her whether or not he’d done them. It was incredibly sweet to not only see Emma take such a beautiful interest in her brother’s life, but to watch Noah’s clear admiration of her.
I was struck then by the moments I’d be able to experience this year. With both of them in preschool doing similar things, there will be lots of conversations between their little voices, many pieces of art shared, and a sense of closeness that will continue to develop as they grow together.
Thank you, God, for humbling me constantly with such precious examples of why Your plans are better than mine.
I am so blessed.
My sweet Noah, I am incredibly proud of you. I know you were worried about today, but you handled it so well. And even though I never, ever want you to cry, you touched my heart when you didn’t want me to leave. I love you more than you’ll ever know.
Remember this shot with Emma? Well… let’s just say Noah was somewhat less enthusiastic.
He was fine at first!
And then he asked me if I was going to leave. I told him that I was and he started to get upset.So Emma and I got our hugs in and then headed out quickly so that it wasn’t any worse than it had to be. That was hard, but having worked as a preschool teacher, I 100% understand that it’s the best for everyone!
Emma was pretty sad about Noah’s reaction to us leaving, so we went to McDonald’s for a fruit and yogurt parfait (and chocolate milk, of course). I thought it was an excellent idea, but somehow in the commotion, I forgot that Emma hates for her yogurt and fruit to touch. She’s so my daughter. I had to pick out all of the fruit before she’d touch it.
Remember this stamp from Emma’s first day?
Clearly his mood had improved!
He’s so adorable!!
Emma wanted in on the pictures. (I guess all that training is paying off! Haha!)
For some reason I see a lot of my dad in this picture.
LOVE the image on the right!!! They make me so happy!
I had to snag a couple of Emma, too.
Last, but definitely not least… Here’s both of them on their first ever day of school.