Back to School

As predicted, the first day of school was old hat for Cael, while I was biting my nails in anticipation.  But in addition to Cael's elementary school premier, I was nervous for my upcoming coronation as the most irritating mother at Washington Elementary School.

Thank you, thank you. 

 

I made Joel pull up to the door so that Cael could get used to the routine of the drop-off despite the fact that I was planning to accompany him in the classroom.  Once out of the van, I flipped into paparazzi mode.  

 

We snapped photos outside the building.  

 

 

I photographed him in front of his classroom.  

 

 

I pointed the camera at anything with my son's name.

 

 I made him compulsively repeat his actions so they could be documented on camera as if he were a celebrity.  Which, in his mind, he pretty much is.

As I was preparing to leave, I assured him that he looked incredibly handsome and studious.

"Cael, you look wonderful today."

"Yes, I know."

"And you're going to have a great time, right?"

"Yep."

"Remember to follow directions and speak up.  Be friendly."

"I know, Mommy."

"Alright, it's time for me to go.  Are you excited?"

"Ugh.  Yes, Mommy.  I'm excited.  And I look awesome...  And you have a sticker on your butt."

Thank you, thank you. 

 

 

Good luck, big boy.