


Walking up to the front door. Thanks Erin, John, and Lily for my new backpack.
I'm ready for school in style.
Mom, are you sure we should go in there? Actually she was watching the older kids walk into the building and getting out of thier car.


Here we go to class
When we went to leave, Johanna wanted to bring Connor along. Today it was girls in one car, boys in another. Walking up to school, Johanna did well. She walked by herself and watching all the older kids coming in. Johanna was a little reluctant once we got 3/4 of the way down the ramp. Maybe it was all starting to make sense. She was very interested in all the kids walking past her to get to class. When we make it into the room she was okay as she took of her coat, but then really wasn't sure of the new situation. Mr. P asked her if she wanted to do a puzzle and she just burst out in tears and grabbed me. I, of course, had to give her a little hug and tried to encourage her to do the puzzle. Not a suprise she didn't want to do a puzzle - lol. He even tried to bribe her with some baby dolls, but that didn't work either. I had packed a little mini Creative Memories album in her backpack with all of her and her brother's portraits. I told her if she missed Connor she could look at pictures of him. This made her smile and she started to show Mr. P her pictures. As I started to give a little distant between us the tears started again. I told her I was going to go the bathroom (that's what I use to tell her at her old "school") and I would be back in a little bit. She agreed and sat down at the table with some other boys and looked at her pictures. After a few minutes of talking with her new speech therapist, I peeked in the room. She was sitting on the carpet with the group, holding her album open, watching Mr. P do circle time. She glanced back toward the door when the announcements came on, but then went right back to watching Mr. P.
I, on the other hand, held it together until I left the school and then shed a few tears for my little baby girl becoming a big girl. I know she will love school and she will do great!
Happy 1st day of school Johanna.