Yesterday Tornado E went to school for the first time. He actually coordinated his outfit with a blue football shirt and a blue shorts. I made him wear tennis shoes, instead of the boots, which need to be retired soon. He carried his new Transformers backpack on his back.
Tornado S couldn’t go on without his own backpack, so he had a small Kung Fu Panda backpack. He walked next to Tornado E.
Even with The Husband in tow, we arrived early, and I snapped pictures.
The children lined up to enter the room. Tornado E found himself in the middle of the line. One by one the kids entered the class as the teacher greeted them by name. Tornado E allowed two kids to have cuts as he came near the door. He stopped at the door.
Teacher: Hi, Tornado E. How are you?
Tornado E: I’m a little scared.
My eyes welled with tears, which I kept in check because I knew if I cried Tornado S would too.
Teacher: That’s ok. Everything will be just fine. Come on in.
Tornado E took his first steps in without looking back. The teacher’s assistant helped him off with his backpack and sent him to play.
I stood there not knowing when to leave or what to do now. But a couple of minutes went by, and I didn’t hear a cry for Tornado E. I called Tornado S, and we went home. My first child is in pre-kindergarten.