This is an entry mostly for the grandparents and great-grandparents who want to see pictures of the kids starting back to school and read about how the days went.
After recovering from our most recent trip to Malaysia, we had one day to prepare Wyatt and Eleanor for the start of the school year. Eleanor would be returning to Gan Eng Seng Primary School but moving up to grade 2. I know the years are starting to fly by but grade 1 was super short--probably because it lasted only 4 months! Wyatt and Zoe are both going to Maris Stella Kindergarten, where Zoe went last fall and winter. Because Wyatt was starting in the nursery 2 program, the first level they offer, he was given the first three days, all half-days, to adjust. All the teachers at the school worked together to help the new students get used to this new experience. Zoe started kindergarten 2 the next week. That is when they would both start riding the bus.
It's a good thing Grandma Barbie was here visiting because her first day started at the exact time Wyatt's first day did. We decided Zoe would go with me to take Wyatt and she could help show him around. She was very proud to be the expert.
His uniform is so big! I tried to convince the nun who picked it out for us that we wanted a smaller one, but she kept saying that boys grow so fast.
Here we are heading out the door for Wyatt's first school day.
Then we rode the elevator down to the car park.
This is very well documented.
Zoe was a big help, telling Wyatt what to expect and even helping him put his backpack on.
These pictures are taken with my iphone and its new case that messes up the pictures when the flash is used. I apologize. It was during this day that I noticed it happening so these are the last pictures that look wonky. Wyatt walked right on, his teacher took his little hand, she helped him pick out a puzzle, and then he turned and waved goodbye to us. He was ready!
There are two classes in this room. The top group of kids attend in the morning and the bottom group is for Wyatt's class in the afternoon.
This is his daily schedule.
He is in the Bougainvillea class. I hope that's not on anyone's spelling list.
When it was time to return home, he was very tired. Still happy, but tired. The only time during the lesson he seemed a little sad was during the Chinese lesson. The parents had been asked to stay in the hallway this first day in case the little ones needed us. At one point, Wyatt looked sad, he had a pouty lip and I noticed he kept subtly (for a 3-year-old) wiping away tears. He was staying pretty calm and seated in his circle, but he looked confused and was definitely wiping tears. I realized then that it was because he couldn't understand what was being said in Chinese. I had forgotten to warn him about this. The good news is that he made it through. He did not sob or run to us even though he could see us in the hallway. We have a brave boy!
After pulling back into home, he gave me thumbs-up.
Meanwhile, Eleanor was heading out for her first day. Grandma Barbie walked her to school today because she had so many heavy books to carry. I thought she might be able to take Eleanor all the way up to the big auditorium (the "hall") to watch their assembly, like Ted and I were able to do on her first day last year, but they had people stopping parents from entering. An older student was assigned to help Eleanor carry her books from there. Barbie dropped her off at the canteen.
For Wyatt's third day, Grandma Barbie visited, too. We dropped Wyatt off after exploring a little bit and headed to Dempsey Hill where we had a nice lunch and coffee at Jones the Grocer. Yum.
After a weekend to recover, it was time for the youngest two to take the bus for the first time. And it was also Zoe's first day of kindergarten 2.
Zoe received an amazing package from her teacher at the Capuano in Somerville, Mrs. Saunders. She had letters and drawings from the kids in her class. Mrs. Saunders also sent a nice class list complete with pictures!
And the cutest moment of this day was picking the kids up from the bus downstairs. Wyatt had fallen asleep on the bus in the whole 7 minutes it takes to get to our building. The bus helper had to wake him up and carry him off the bus.
And now we have settled into a nice routine. And I have no idea what to do with my free time every day. Except pick up groceries, run errands, clean, or have a nice workout and swim.
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